"What are we doing, Honey?" She keeps her face close to mine without an immediate response to my question, looking uncertain and flicking her gaze down to my mouth due to its close proximity to her own. When her blue eyes meet mine once more after becoming momentarily distracted, her rapid breaths puffing against my...
Our dance together was a thing of beauty. Until you left. Our love was fleeting, like a shooting star, like a firefly's spark. I gave you everything, but you decided that wasn't enough for you.
Harry turned around to leave the circle, blood dripping down his body with each step, but before he walked out of my sight he looked me strait in the eyes over his shoulder. It was like it happened in slow motion. Our eyes stayed locked on each other's with unreadable expressions until he was out of my sight and walke...
ser·en·dip·i·ty ˌserənˈdipədē/ noun the occurrence and development of events by chance in a happy or beneficial way.
He's humming again. Humming should be a soothing sound with dulcet tones that carry on in a wordless melody. It should be something that helps you close your eyes, relax, and drift away. That isn't how it goes with him. His hum is slow and disconcerting. The irregular, dissonant chords leave my heart pounding against...
Mature/18+ Trigger Warnings included All her life, Ivy Malone has known what her family was. She grew up in the deep, unforgiving world of the mob. Ivy hates her position in life, knowing that her life was never fully hers. Harry Styles was cold. He trusted almost no one, especially his family. He had learned quickly...
The creation of Made in The A.M. by One Direction wasn't just a goodbye to each other, rather a goodbye to their fans, and one fan in particular - Nancy Harwood. At only fifteen years old when they met, Nancy and Harry became inseparable at a camp for talented youths in the summer of '09. He stole her kiwi flavored sw...
"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...
Harry Styles is everyone's favorite and the talk of the industry, he's about to release his second solo album and is already booming with success. But something's missing, he doesn't know what but he knows it's not there, and he can't keep up the act much longer. Clara Michaels is the best dancer on the West coast, t...
And then I felt her lips on mine. It was soft and it was sweet and it was slow. I couldn't move. If I moved it would stop. But we were drunk. And she had a boyfriend. It didn't last longer than 5 seconds but it could've been hours as far as I was concerned. The heat between us was palpable. "Goodnight Harry." Sh...