He stares into my eyes as he takes the last drag of his cigarette then flicks it on to the concrete. "You really think you could love a bad boy like me." He says as his fingers find my cheek and brush the soft skin lightly. I laugh. "Of course not." I say bitterly then walk into my cold dark house and away from that stupid new boy across the street from me.

Who knew that one guy could change your whole life?

I look up at the man who had a blade to my throat. But the only thing, it wasn't a man. It was a monster! His skin was bleach white, his eyes were burned black around them, his white hoodie covered in blood. I looked up into his eyes. He looked into mine as well. "I-I'm sorry" is all he said then ran off. He was...beautiful.

Niall, the new guy to be joining the band One Direction, will soon find out that after a week of hell things start to get better. But what happens if better turns to worse for someone else and everything just turns upside down leaving Harry devastated and broken.

He grabs my arm just before I could fall face first to the dancing floor. "No you bloody idiot, do it like this." He then starts to move his feet in a pattern that I can't quite seem to copy. "You don't seem like the type to dance, Louis Tomlinson."

A beautiful American actress goes to London to film a movie with the famous actor and director Jonathan Quincy. Stress, love, and heartbreak all take place in what feels like just a short week with Marilyn. (Harry Styles fanfic)

It was only suppose to be a nice offer. I had never intended to fall in love with a hitchhiker that I picked up month ago.

Kellin has been lonely ever since his mother dies in a car crash. He's longing for love but just hasn't found the right person yet. That is until he is kidnapped and taken out of the state for a certain reason.

When Marcel Geller is sick and tired of being bullied in his life, he comes back to highschool as Harry Styles, his sexy, popular, and curly haired persona. What happens when someone knows his secret that he is really Marcel? And what if he just might have a tiny crush on the guy who bullied him the most.

"I see it in the way you look at me." He whispers in my ear then softly kisses my neck. This is wrong. This is so wrong! "N-no." I choke out. "I-I ha-" I start to say but get cut off. "Don't say it!" He growls and pushes me up against the cold white walls of his apartment building. "Don't you even say it."