"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!

"You save yourself or you remain unsaved." - Alice Sebold. °°° Florence Rosa Brine - this is her story. It's a sad one, to be honest. Her version of events is one that would surprise even those who think they knew everything about her. After a series of incidents that had emotionally and physically scarred her, Flo fled from her hometown to live with her father in Australia and changed everything about herself that made her, her. But when she realises that the only way forward is to face her demons head on, she returns to her hometown to do exactly that. In her return, she has to face Jake; the only boy she's ever loved. Yet the thing that stands out the most to Flo is his transformation. He spends most of his hours in the gym, boxing, weightlifting, boxing, and more boxing. Instantly, Flo notices that he's become quieter, fiercer and strangely distant, but she has no idea of what is going on in his head. After all, he's Jake. And no one knows a thing about Jake. While facing her fears head on, she discovers what the true meaning of love is, and how she can finally move on from her past and save herself.

They loved her and she loved them. But it wasn't at all that simple.

A collection of tragedies of sorts, of demons or angels (whatever you'd fancy to call them) that lurk and/or gleam in my mind. Written when the moon's dreary and the sun's near awakening. Obnoxiously metaphoric, subtly inspirational. © Jake Sullivan, 2014

Tony hated winter. It wasn't because of the weather -god no- it was because of all the obnoxious, loud, and unsurprisingly, rude customers he had to serve during the snow-filled months. Not to mention that his glasses always manage to fog up to the point where his driving skills were dangerous to the public. And his heating bill always rose up to a ridiculous amount. But winter decided to bring something tolerable this year. And her name was Jackie.

Kylie is one of those girls that you see in school thats always on there own. She has never had very many friends and was always faced with her abuseve father. When she decides that this is not the life she wants to live, she buys a ticket to the one place she has dreamed of going her whole life. LA, California. there she meets the one person that gets why she eats alone at lunch and why she has never let anyone get close to her. That person is Cameron Dallas.

There he sat tall and broad, his jawline definite and back straight. He focused on the book in front of him; so fixated he didn't realize that I had practically been staring at him the whole lesson. Hair dark and eyes piercing into the page, his presence made me quiver with emotions I couldn't quite understand... There was just something about him that intrigued me, yet i still had no idea of what it could be..

My name's Marcel. Nerd. Poet. Teenage Loser. You think you know the real me, but you don't. I wish you could see the true me, but no one has cared enough to. Until she came. All rights go to _smilelikeniall (myself). Everything is written by me. No copyright intended. Please do not claim my words and/ or ideas as yours. Do not repost my words without giving me credit. Thank you.

She scooted away form me and looked me dead in the eye. "I grew up with 5 brother. I really don't need your crap on my first day. I know guys like you. Just get into girls pants, no feelings attached. I really don't need this. I'll stay out of your way, you stay out of mine. Got it?" Without waiting for an answer she turned around and walked off. Ashton followed her, still with his head down and hands stuffed in his pockets. My eyes wandered down and I watched her butt in those jeans. She stopped and without turning around said "Stop staring at my butt" and kept walking. I threw on my hood, and laughed. This will be fun. Alex is your typical bad boy player. He gets what he wants, and doesn't take crap from anyone. Anthony his gay best friend, is also the bad boy of the school. So what happens when he starts crushing on the new girls brother? Add a couple of crushes, party nights, tears, and laughter and what do you get? Your typical love story....with a little twist of course.