"Does Harry always look that sad?" "He's been sad since I met him." Harry lives in the rugged quarters of London and works at a café. His life has been reduced to attributes: chain-smoker, runaway, depressed, infinitely lonely. His relationship is ripping at the seams, he's short on cash and the newest regular at work won't stop bothering him. Winter has never been colder.

He doesn't know what he had been expecting out of the road trip itself besides burping contests and too much shitty gas station food with Oli and Stan, but in the brief moment before Harry ambles up his driveway, Louis idly wonders if this is about to become some sort of Gay Coming of Age story. Maine to California in ten days. In which Zayn's an open-shirt hippie they meet somewhere in Ohio, Liam's the pastor's son running away from home, and Niall's the number they call on the bathroom wall. It's 1978. Harry and Louis are just trying to get to San Fran in time for the Queen concert.

❝What's a 'Lost Boy'?❞ ❝You're a Lost Boy!❞ ❝But... I'm not lost?❞

"Deck the halls with balls of toenails, fa-la-la-la-la, I hate your beard." "I don't have a beard." "I know. It's pathetic." A jolly AU where Harry is an elf-in-training who quits his job and moves to London after the Elder Elves cancel Christmas in the North Pole. He plans to stay in London after that...but he decides to save his favorite holiday instead. And he may or may not enlist the help of his favorite human and full-time scrooge, Louis. ❄ Winner of a 2016 Watty for HQ Love

Ravince Mariano

Book 2 of She Who Stole Cupid's Arrow

Pagmamahal? Kailan mo matatawag na pagmamahal ang nararamdaman mo? Kapag ba masaya ka tuwing kasama siya? Pero paano kapag yung kasiyahan na nadarama mo, unti unting napapalitan ng pagdududa? At paano kapag ang taong nagtulak sa'yo upang magduda ang maging dahilan para muli kang magmahal... para lamang masaktan muli? Apat na tao, isang pag ibig. Pagmamahal, o pagkamuhi. Isa lang sa dalawa. Book 1 - available in Wattpad. Book 2 - available in self-published book only. Book 3 - available in self-published book only

There was something about him. A certain calmness, a certain warmness, like someone you would be comfortable with from first meeting. I never once spoke to him, but I felt comfortable with him nonetheless. I could not even start to explain it, but there was something about his aura, that keeps me at ease. In a sea of strangers that I ride the bus with everyday, it was nice to have someone you’re comfortable with, even someone you do not know. It makes you feel less of a stranger.

Sitting down for a coffee and asking your ex why your relationship failed.... Painful.