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// In the neon-lit streets of New York City, Ivory Mancuso is just another law intern - overwhelmed by her demanding future and the weight of her dad's ecpectations. When a late-night walk leads her to a shocking crime scene, everuthing she thought she knew about her life shatteres. The man responsible? Niall Horan, a name known to millions, but to her, he's just another dangerous stranger with piercing blue eyes and a deadly smile. "You didn't see anything, did you love?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. His tone was sarcastic, like he found this whole situation amusing. Like he'd done this before. "We're ghosts."

It's Louis' senior year, and he's dead set on doing it right. However, along with his pair of cleats, a healthy dose of sarcasm and his ridiculous best friend, he's also got a complicated family, a terrifyingly uncertain future, and a mortal enemy making his life just that much worse. Mortal enemies "with benefits" was not exactly the plan. Or: The one where Louis and Harry definitely aren't friends, and football is everything. Hello! This story is not mine!! It's by isthatyoularry on ao3. Also this story was taken down for lord knows what reason but I'll upload it again, I got a lot of messages asking what happened but I have no idea either. Also, I will be uploading the harry's pov to this book as well. Happy reading :)

Harry Styles, the brooding and intolerable tattoo parlour owner, meets River, a stubborn and somewhat oblivious girl, who just doesn't understand the reasoning behind his nefarious ways but is determined to find out. River comes to realize that Harry's hiding something much deeper than expected... only once those secrets come to the surface, it's too late to turn back. -- *18+ // Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content*

"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!

in which he's always liked her but she was too blind to see "all this time how could you not know baby? you belong with me" chris sturniolo x female o.c.