**mature** "We accept the love we think we deserve." ― Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower "I would do anything for you, you know that right?" I ask her. "Harry, we can't." She pushes back slightly, as I lean down to place a kiss on her neck. "Hunter." "Does Hunter touch you like I do? Does he make you feel good?" My fingers inch lower down her stomach. Her whimper was the only thing I wanted to hear. "My brother doesn't make you feel the way I do, you know it." Highest rank - #1 in harry ***DISCLAIMER: WRITTEN WHILST 14!!*** © All rights reserved to @FineMelodyxx.

"-I hate you so much!- I scream at the top of my lungs. Instead of screaming back, he comes closer, puts one hand on my hip and the other hand on my cheek, and says: -Oh, but baby, you can't hate me, we are meant to be."

"Who is he?" "He's trouble. I hate trouble. I hate him." ----------------- This story is mine. You may not copy it and take credit for it. If you want to make a tradiction please ask permission first or I WILL find you. Thank you and I love you all. This was my first fanfic that I actually completed and didn't delete so please don't judge my sad writing skillz. Enjoy the story and get your tissues ready.

"How long have you been in here?! How much have you heard?!" He yelled as his eyes turned black. "I-I didn't hear anything I swear! I just came to get my phone," I said as I cowered back. "Niall! Didn't I fucking tell you to check if everyone left?!" He yelled as he grabbed my wrist and pulled me out towards the others. "I did-" "Well it doesn't matter now. Liam put her in the fucking car. All we need is another brat to snitch on us." #Wattys2015

"Who's that over there?" The man looked at me like I was from outer space, or perhaps like I lived under a rock, maybe a mixture of both. "Him? They call him Full Throttle," he chuckled with a hint of nervousness in his voice. I scrunched my nose up in confusion. "Why?" The man threw his head back and laughed before answering me. "Because he doesn't hold back. He does everything at full speed... racing, girls, and-" the man cut himself off, seeking as though he was catching himself spilling a secret. "And what?" "Don't worry about it." THIS BOOK IS PURELY A WORK OF FICTION! The characters in it are in NO way a representation of the people chosen to play them. It is merely a story, and they fit the physical description best for their characters. The characters I have created are completely fictional, and in no way relate to my thoughts and or feelings about the people I have chosen to play said characters! || THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT, PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK || HIGHEST RANKINGS: -#1 in hs -#1 in fiction -#1 in racing -#1in dragracing -#2 in harrystyles -#4 in youngadult -#5 in onedirection -#19 in cars -#31 in gangs -#57 in fighting -#64 in harry -#111 in drama -#461 in love

After Stockholm Syndrome, and Without You, comes We Meet Again. Mus has agreed to marry Josh, and Harry has left. But, this isn't the end. Harry, and Mus meet yet again, and the tables have turned. Harry seems to have moved on. Mus and Josh are having problems in their relationship, and Darcy is growing up. Mus has realized that life without Harry is not the life she wants to live. However, Harry doesn't seem to be interested in Mus anymore. Is Mus' love enough to convince Harry that he still loves her or has he actually moved on? The cover has been made by @artlessly.

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

Physically escaping from an abusive relationship is hard, but mentally, it's harder. Emily was cut off from anything uplifting, she was hiding away in her walls that was until she met him.. Harry.

"Hello everyone. My name is Mr. Styles, and I'm your new Precalculus teacher."

" Baby girl if you tease me one more time I will have to punish you." Warning: Very sexual [This book is on hold sorry] Highest Ranking: #171 in fanfiction [Cover by @britishdudes]