Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

Eileen Mae Montgomery, better known as El has been working for the Gucci special designs team for two years now. It's her dream job, but theres one thing she hates about it. The rude, narcissist celebrities. When she is assigned to work with Harry Styles to brainstorm and create his tour suits for his second world tour as a solo artists she was going to treat it as she would any other job assignment. That is until he asked her and some members of her team to join him on tour. El's was going to treat him the same as any other celebrity, but Harry had other ideas. She styled his clothes, but he didn't care about the clothes she put on him, he was more interested in what would come after the show, when the sequins and fun colors turned into a pile on the floor. EXCERPT: "I like you El." "Stop saying that. Stop saying you like me." He drops his hands, looking to me in confusion. "So you want me to lie?" He asks, smirking at my annoyance. "No I'd rather you keep it to yourself." I take my phone out , my annoyance rising, his smirk growing. "You've got three minutes before I leave, so talk." I tell him. "You're timing our conversations now?" He laughs a bit. "Two and a half minutes." "Okay fine. You don't show any interest in me unless we're..." His voice trails off, and I roll my eyes. "Unless we're sleeping together... yes, and your point?" COMPLETED!

Monophobia. the fear of being alone. Harry was cursed with this and was truly terrified of being left and being alone. But he also had the problem of being in love with his best friend. Yet the fear of Louis leaving him because of his feelings kept him quiet. Then he found Andy. And everything was perfect. At first. But Andy turned on him. He was no longer the sweet caring man he met. But once again, fear kept him from leaving the abusive relationship. Fear ruined his life. But what happens when a friend of his shows him what it's like to live without fear. Will he confess his love for his band mate? Or is he doomed to be alone?

"I was right about you Harry.... You are just a fucking stuck up snob" Louis hates Harry. Harry hates Louis. What more can I say?

[sequel to Detention] They thought they would live happily ever after, but can Louis and Harry survive the Summer heat? © Copyright 2014, All Rights Reserved

Detention is supposed to be a punishment, but for Louis and Harry, it's the start of something beautiful. Unfortunately, what starts off as a harmless love affair quickly takes a turn for the worse. Through all the stereotypes, judgments, family issues, and demons from the past, Louis and Harry struggle to stay strong. What happens in detention, stays in detention. [NOTE: I began writing this book in 2011 when I was 13 years old. There are many grammatical errors, cringe-worthy moments, and plot inconsistencies. Obviously, my writing has improved immensely since 2011, so please feel free to check out any of my more recent works instead. This book is not representative of my present-day writing abilities. I would prefer to delete this entirely (and its sequel), but there have been many readers who have expressed their love and appreciation for this book despite its flaws. Regardless, thank you all for your support with the Detention series over the past few years. I love and appreciate each and every one of you.]

Harry and Louis are stuck in different times, only able to communicate through a mirror. What happens when Harry discovers something that could change Louis' future? If you could change the past, how far would you go in order to save the one you love?

❝ you're beautiful, like a beautiful piece of pizza, yeah? ❞ "Nice to see you again, huh Drew?" "You can say that, I have nothing else better to do on a Friday night." "Well you bring pizzas to my house on Friday nights, is that a something?" "You can say that." Drew Bryant simply delivered pizzas every Friday night to a big idiot, she simply couldn't get enough of, really. ☯ RATED PG-13 ☯ ⚓ written by Antonice Lea ⚓ © COPYRIGHTED ANTONICE LEA. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. THIS MATERIAL CONTAINS FEDERAL COPYRIGHT. NO PART OF THIS WORK MAY BE PRODUCED OR SUBMITTED IN ANY WAY SHAPE OR FORM UNTIL OTHERWISE PROVEN AND WRITTEN FORMALLY BY ANTONICE LEA. trailer: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VnApZl-RWMg&list=UUPOOYCwc52hEeBranadVK_g

Ashley Styles is Harry's sister. She hasn't seen her little brother in over five years. She arrives in London, excited to see Harry, but there's something else on her mind. And when a certain blue eyed british boy begins to fall for her, things get even more complicated. But as Louis says: live your life for the moment, because everything else is uncertain.

❝Sorry love, but i'm fucking fabulous.❞ 1. rude: discourteous or impolite, especially in a deliberate way; Impudent. or in which louis and glimmer learn to put away their differences and bond over a stupid school project. ********** Copyright © 2015: All Rights Reserved to @gymnasliam