I grumbled to myself and plopped myself down in front of the church. 'God damn mom.' 'Always wants to pick fights' I sighed and leaned against the building, nonchalantly letting my back slide down the wall, shivering slightly as my bum hit the cold, cement floor. I sighed and instantly coughed. 'Who the hell is smoking outside of a fucking church!' I shouldn't be saying anything though, considering I was swearing right in front of the house of Jesus christ. My head tilted up and my eyes were met with gorgeous golden brown orbs. "Cassidy Tomson?" His cigarette bounced between his lips as my name rolled off of his tongue. I nodded, " And who are you? " He scoffed while taking the cigarette out and blowing a smoke puff straight down to my face. "Why do you care who I am?" He took a long drag and exhaled. Truth is, I didn't care. Atleast, not then.

Have you ever met someone that took your breath away? The very sight of them was beautiful, and you just couldn't stand to be a second away from them? They were so far out of your league, but you just couldn't keep away? You wanted to do everything to please them and let them know they mean so much to you? That person to me was Summer Addison. We met by chance, and I fell in love. She was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen, and I wanted to get to know her. The problem? She wasn't exactly who I thought she was. I'm Harry Styles, and this is my story of how I fell in love with royalty. ** For any translations, check my reading list **

she painted her arms in her pain. her pain runs red. and he can't take it...☠ cover by @flawed-

Camila is an average girl, she doesn't love school but she doesn't hate it. Her and her Best Friend Lauren make some new friends along the way Ally, Dinah, Normani, Zayn, Louis, Niall, Harry, and Liam. And many more. The problem is that Camila catches feelings. He likes her back but what happens when she has to choose between both?

One Month. It's been one month sense it happened. The chaos and mayhem started at the collage visitation one month ago. Yes, I'm talking about the zombie apocalypse. They're everywhere and anywhere you can think of. Two boys survived for a mouth out there, and they think they've finally reached safety. Or have they? Things start going down hill way to fast after a raid gone wrong. How do you plan on surviving?

"You don't even know i exist, yet I'm completely, utterly in love you. You and your stupid smirk. Stop it. Stop looking at me like you love me... because i know that look. I see it when you look at her. and every time i see it, i always feel jealous. But i shouldn't, i shouldn't be jealous because you're not mine, and I'm not yours and this, us, it will never happen. and I was stupid enough to think i actually had a chance. So please... stop. because if you stay... i know i'll fall harder than i did before." ~~ Brooke is the typical girl in the back of the room. You know, the girl who gets the good grades, but is never noticed? Yeah. Her. Suspended in between the socially elite and the socially unacceptable, she finds herself falling for the smart jock, Jace. ~~ "You're eyes are so beautiful in the morning light.. I love when I see them light up in AP GOV when you know the answer... because you're the only one that knows the answer anyhow. I love how your hair flows effortlessly down your shoulders and how it shimmers when the sun rays hit. I love you in general.. but you don't love me back and that's what kills me. It kills me how you don't know how beautiful you are.. and I wish I could be the one telling you that, but I can't, because you don't feel the same..." ~~ But little does she know... Jace has slowly been Falling For Brooke for the past two years. What happens when Brooke decides its time to move to extreme measures and hurts herself? What happens when Jace finds out about her little charades and self harassment? ...

Imagine finding out you and your 4 best friends have look alikes. That's all I can say...

❝it started with a picture, those messages you sent to me.❞ // disclaimer: contains smut (and lots of it) // loosely based around the song 'green light' by 5 seconds of summer.