[Frequent Updates] (BOOK ONE) In which Harry Styles's ex girlfriend leaves behind a note and her collection of her lingerie that she wore during their time together. Copyright © 2014 by Taylor C. Arthur, Lovely O'Day [pen name] All Rights Reserved IF THIS IDEA IS FOUNT ON ANY OTHER WEBSITE, PLEASE LET ME KNOW Cover Credit : @wurtle

❝Don't look back, live your life. Even it's only for tonight.❞ Harry Styles -- famous model and troublemaker -- has a new personal bodyguard who doesn't know how to have fun. Liam Payne -- professional bodyguard -- has a client who he gladly wants to throttle (only on the third day) rather than to protect from unstable fangirls. And, when these two get together (for business reasons of course, damn it)... well, you do the math. Lirry spin-off of Assassin After My Heart. Winner of the Bromance Awards 2015 - Lirry category Graphics: @zenmilk © Copyright: All rights reserved. || zarrycupcake

olivia white, or should i say, the new nev and max. all rights reserved. copyright © 2014 | fxckmuke

"If you ever feel stupid, remember you're not the girl who rejected Liam twenty two times." My friend tried to cheer me up. I didn't get what she was talking about until my eyes landed on her poster on the wall. My throat went dry when I realized who it was. Liam Payne. The boy I rejected twenty times and broke his heart. He was finally living his dream as a famous singer. I stared at the other posters, and my lips played a smile. Look what he become. I was lucky, but I didn't appreciate. Look what I've lost. Am I too late?

"I fucking love you."

What do I think of the minute I hear Marcel Style's name? Asshole. Marcel Styles used to be my absolute best friend. He was intelligent, caring, warm-hearted, and for a nerd, he had an amazing sense of humor. We used to be joint at the hip. Inseparable. That was until senior year began and he completely changed. About four or five years ago, I moved to Trixton where I was attending Trixton High School. Marcel and I were devastated for being separated for so long up until his mom was transferred out here as well bringing all of their family with her. Marcel and I were so excited that we were finally going to spend at least one year of high school together. That was until he became totally different. Marcel was no longer my best friend that I had grown up with my whole life but was instead the super-jerk asshole of the school. He just completely changed. He didn't wear glasses anymore and instead had contacts. He threw out all his sweater vests and khaki's for Levi's and flannel. He no longer slicked his hair back but instead let it natural and curly. For heaven's sake, he even changed his name to "Harry Styles". Ugh, I hated the monster he became. Marcel, or Harry, would go off to parties and hang out with all the cool kids meanwhile I was just pushed into his past. He never even acknowledges my presence but instead ignored it and everytime we made plans to catch up and see a movie, he'd bail and go to a party. He just completely makes me sick. And you want to know what the worst part of this all is? I am in love with him.

My name is Andrea Chalmers. Recently I have been reported missing after a kidnapping and robbery early this morning at a local bank in town. My buddy tied behind me, his name's Louis Tomlinson. He was kidnapped the same moment I was. We are not only known for being abducted or kidnapped. We're known for being taken to a prison being held against our will for something we don't even know we did. We're hostages.

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

*y'all DON'T READ THIS. i wrote this at thirteen. you've been warned.* "Harry, it's been rumored that if you have a daughter you would name her Darcy. Any particular reason why?" The interviewer asked. I gulped and glanced down at my feet, not wanting to talk about the girl that I had lost. "Um, yeah, actually." I admitted. "I used to be friends with a girl named Darcy... but she was kidnapped and never found again. I think that I'd like to name my daughter Darcy in her memory." My heart started to ache as I remembered Darcy Monroe and knew that I would never see her again. Or so I thought. © Copyright 2013. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact _HakunaMatata_ on Wattpad.com

Where a naive girl with lots of baggage and a rockstar that can't seem to think of anyone but himself fall in love over the span of 24 hours