Art is a form of communication. Whether it is through music, through writing or through painting, every note you play, every word you write and every drop of paint you put on the canvas displays an emotion. For many, it is also a form of relief, a way to say everything you wish you'd say and a way to escape everything. Some paint on a daily basis, other paint on impulse. Annabelle Snow paints on impulse. To her, it is the way to paint. It shows what you truly feel, although sometimes it may reveal things you would rather forget. This is the story of a girl passionate about art, who had her fair share of misery and was left bitter by it.

"Life is short, stay awake for it." In which Louis is a cafe barista and Harry is a professional writer and blogger. { Larry Stylinson Fanfiction } { Au } Copyright midnightintheam © 2016 -- All Rights Reserved Published: June 17, 2016 Highest Rankings: - #2 in larry (8/6/18) - #48 in larrystylinson (7/21/18) - #1 in newthings (6/26/20)

Moving from France all the way to America causes many changes and hardships for Louis, especially since the boy he meets speaks English and he can't even understand most of the language. ❁ ❁ ❁ ❁ //French!louis// COPYRIGHT © 2016, qualitystylinson please do not copy or steal my story, or translate it unless given permission.

Harry is Louis' new roommate, but little did Louis know , not only did he speak a completely different language, he seemed to be interested in him, and was hiding something that would put both of their lives in danger . . Or au where Harry, a stranger, moves in with Louis in order to pay off the bills. Harry intentionally flirts and acts confident around him, even though Louis can't understand him, but one thing Louis learns, is to never judge a book by it's cover . Facades can be deceiving , really .

[larry ; complete] They live in a world where they're only allowed to say four words a day. Harry meets some people that don't want to live that way. [ranked #29 in fanfiction] - all rights reserved @tommoandbambi ©

Harry Styles, the greatest pitcher in Major League Baseball, comes out of the closet. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Jayme Dray read and commented 33 times and I died and was resurrected 33 times. He called it "so fluffy." I died again. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Winner of the Best1DFic June 2016 one shot competition, themed "summer," limited to no more than 3,000 words. I think I came in at exactly 3,000, like a boss.

where Harry & Louis meet on accident. (DISCONTINUED)..

"Do you want a kiss?" Harry asks. Louis looks at him in clear disgust and annoyance. "Excuse me?" He inquires. Harry smiles and pulls out a bag of chocolate kisses. "They're your favourite aren't they?"

I escaped my reality by reading fanfictions. They escaped their fanfictions to become my reality.