Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

❝I'm so in love with you it hurts❞ 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡: 𝐀 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞

He was my best friend. He was there to hold me together while I was breaking, he could make me laugh when I was on the verge of tears, he protected me, he saved me when I didn't realize that I needed it. He helped me through a lot. Which is precisely why I started to fall for him and that terrified me. I didn't want feelings to get in the way of what we had. I had never felt, about anyone, the way I felt about Harry. I had felt heartbreak before and I knew I never wanted to feel it from him. But no matter how hard I tried I couldn't help but fall in love with him. I'm Natalie Anne Hollandsworth and this is the story of how I fell in love with my best friend.

No feelings, no strings, no friendship, or God-forbid anything beyond that. Those are the rules of JJ Maybank and Frankie Marcus' relationship. If you can even call late-night hookups a relationship. But rules are meant to be broken, aren't they?

"We are the kids our parents warned us about." Teenage rebellion. Everyone goes through that stage, with similar to almost opposite outcomes. Teenagers are the most distraught of generations. The most raging for freedom and the most willing to fight for it. Serenity Carter plays with fire, and fire isn't as dangerous as she can get. Although portrayed as a modest, respectable young lady in the eyes of her religious parents, she is the Devil's assistant herself. Harry Styles owns the word trouble. With a criminal record, he is known as a nuisance to the town's people. Constantly being judged by his mistakes, he assumes it's better to be silent than to be a fool and explain himself when he clearly doesn't care. He is strong, brave, short tempered. Misunderstood and abrupt. Impulsive and easily annoyed. He might just be the last straw Serenity pulls before her mother finds out. Join Serenity on her wild, mischievous story as a young girl turns into a woman, along the way learning that love is a fragile thing that when broken is a heavy storm.

"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!

[ "sweet" by @maybankluvr_ // READ FIRST!! ] in which the power of one word stands the test of time against a green-eyed sweetheart, a stupid blond asshole, and a couple of milkshakes. ❝'i just can't stop thinking about him and i don't know why.' 'i know why. you still love him. and that's okay.'❞ ❝'it's like, everywhere, literally 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 i go, shit reminds me of her.' 'seems to me like you still love her, dude. nothing wrong with that.❞ new chapters whenever :D i love you all, enjoy xoxo

short stories inspired by my "sweet" and "sour" books ♡ send story requests to my inbox or leave them in a comment on any "safe" story! new stories whenever :) i love you all, enjoy xoxo

[ "sour", the sequel to this story, is up now! ] in which one word has the power to make or break 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. ❝'are you sure?' i genuinely cannot believe this is happening. 'positive. literally 𝘴𝘰 positive.' the goofiest fucking grin crept onto my face. 'sweet.'❞ i love you all, enjoy xoxo