She hid her feelings in melodies, but every line only deepened the wounds. Her father was lost in bottles, the house grew emptier each day, and the shadows of the past gripped her heart. He was the one who came during her darkest moment, only to disappear, leaving nothing but emptiness behind. How can she find a way out when pain has become her only compass and the ghosts of the past her only companions?

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

Love. What is it good for? - Absolutely nothing Иногда кажется , что в этом мире мне выпала доля мученика. Неудачи следуют за мной с самого детства, руша жизнь. Встреча с одним человеком стала для меня судьбоносной. С ним я полюбила жизнь. И возненавидела ее еще больше. И его. Роберт Мерфи - н е н а в и ж у! Станет ли встреча с его врагом такой же судьбоносной? О да. Еще как.

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