Harry Styles most wanted criminal in London. He has been on the run for the past 2 years with his mate Ed Sheeran. Put the two of them together and they are deadly. They know how to hack into anything, they can trick you but most of all they can get away with murder. But Harry slipped up and was caught killing a man and has been on the run since. Harry then meets a fella named Niall Horan and Horan decides to help him though Harry doesn't know he's an undercover cop. Harry develops feelings for Niall but cant let it happen. Will Niall come clean or will Harry get caught?

Harry loved Niall with all his heart, but the day came when Niall had to move away. Harry fell into depression and was now emotionless. 6 months late, Harry is a 911 dispatcher for the London police. He is soon faced with the fait of his long loss lover Niall. Niall has been taken by a strange man and doesn't know what happens. When he hears Harry's voice he losses it. Can Harry and Niall fight to save Niall's life? Can Harry use all his power to find his precious Niall? What will happen to long lost lovers?

"who's that?" "Niall or something, he's a freak" "a freak?" "yeah, he doesn't talk"

[Short story] "Give me 12 days, and in each day I'll give you a reason to stay. And if by the end of it, you still don't want to stay, you can jump of that bridge. But I can't promise I wont follow you." Warningss: Boyxboy material, abuse, violence, bullying, mentions of self harm, mentions of suicide, attempted suicide.

"I think we should see a therapist," My eyes snapped up in shock, colliding with the emeralds that drove me nearly insane. I eyed him carefully, wondering what could have possibly brought this on. "A therapist?" I repeated. "Yeah," Harry scratched the back of his neck awkwardly, fluttering his gaze down to the ground. He poked the filled floor with his toe, refusing to meet my eyes. "I know we've... Been having some problems... And I want to work them out..." He trailed off and shrugged his broad shoulders a little. "Okay," I smiled and took a sip from my coffee mug. His eyes trailed up to look at me, locking with my blue irises. "Okay?" "Okay, I'll go to a couples therapy session with you," I clarified. "I love you and I want to... Have a healthy relationship with you." He grinned and bent down to peck my lips, leaving his to linger over mine for a second too long. So that's how we ended up sitting on the opposite ends of the plush, blue couch, not even sending a glance at each other, a few days later. In front of us was an empty, red, Victorian style chair, waiting to be filled with the therapist that would either make us or break us.

The life of the boys of One Direction are perfect, for all except one. And Harry finds that he wants to help this one broken member of their band, but what if help isn't an option?

relatable list of things for narries :-).

Book Two ♡

❝It hurts too much to live.❞

The most painful kind of love is one that is unrequited.