{book 2} ✓ - ❝ I'm tired of pity, of everyone looking at me like "poor Zayn, infatuated with his best mates's girl". I know it's not okay and if it were so easy to forget about her I would've done it already. It's not. But I just need time, not people to pity me and force me to move on. Why can't they understand that? I just need time and someone to understand. ❞

{book 1} ✓ - ❝ Once upon a time… Wait, are you shitting me? This story doesn’t start like this. On the contrary! This story is about a girl who thought had enough of men but, of course, her words backfired on her face. Yeah, this girl is me. An average girl… Okay, not so average, more insane, I would say. Whatever. This is my story and if you want to know what happened, keep reading, because it all started with an eating contest. ❞

I don't like One Direction. So can someone please tell me why I'm stuck on a game show with the five boys who have stolen millions of girls' hearts?

secrets are harmless, aren't they? [ highest ranking #90 in fanfiction - 2015.06.25 ]

"You have a problem with falling, don't you?" "You have no idea." Cover by LilacLucas

Trust is like a paper, once crumpled; it'll never be the same ever again.

[COMPLETED] What would you do if your roommate was the person you hate the most? Amy now lives with her enemy. The one who broke her heart and she hated. The one and only, Harry Styles. © londonstars

This is a Sequel to "I Accidentally Hit...Niall Horan?" After the breakup Haley has found that friends are all you really need and if you're torn between two people, someone WILL get hurt. It's inevitable. Harry was there for her while she had to go through this. Yet, Niall was her first love. What happens when people fall for the wrong person? Is it a mistake or destiny? What can/will one kiss change? And worse Lindsay. Haley is stuck.

Haley Morris is just a normal girl. One night she's stuck locking up the club. She opened the door and BAM! The next thing you know there is someone lying on the ground. He begins getting up and she recognizes who she just hit. "Hey are you-" Copyrights ©_AyeeKristinith_

My name's Marcel. Nerd. Poet. Teenage Loser. You think you know the real me, but you don't. I wish you could see the true me, but no one has cared enough to. Until she came. All rights go to _smilelikeniall (myself). Everything is written by me. No copyright intended. Please do not claim my words and/ or ideas as yours. Do not repost my words without giving me credit. Thank you.