❝i think you're beautiful.❞ © CynicalCaroline 2014 All Rights Reserved.

The young, outgoing, good looking and enthusiastic football coach Louis meets quiet, confused, mysterious Megan. She's gone through a lot since her dad died. Since that day, her dedication to the one thing she loves most died as well. In the middle on the field. Meg has built a wall around herself isolating everyone else around her but her sister. And Louis wants to break through that wall. To find out who Megan Gastrell really is. ✔️ COMPLETE ✔️ (I wrote this almost 8 years ago. I was roughly 14 years old so some parts might be a bit cringey. I hope you enjoy the overall story anyway!)

"give me one good reason to stop." "i love you." / She loved him more, therefore gave him the power to plant bruises on her skin and indent scarring in her mind. (I AM IN NO WAY APPROVING NOR ENCOURAGING ABUSIVE REALTIONSHIPS) © 2013 by wreckedkids All rights reserved. lovely cover made by; dextermoser ! playlist at http://8tracks.com/wreckedkids/addict trailer at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w-vbGNQvd8M&feature=youtu.be and also linked on 0.75

❝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

In which a New Yorker bumps into a famous Brit...literally. All my works are copyrighted under the Copyright, Designs, and Patents Act 1988. This includes all chapters, prologues/epilogues and associated content. Any unauthorized copying, broadcasting, manipulation, distribution or selling of this work constitutes as an infringement of copyright. Any infringement of this copyright is punishable by law. Copyright © 2012-2014

Just a love story... ♥ (this was my first fanfic... I wouldn't do it if I were you)

❝wanna see my dick?❞ © CynicalCaroline 2014 All Rights Reserved.

[✓] ∥ "Cloe." "Cloe?" "Yes, Cloe." "...As in Lorena Cloe?" "How many Cloes do we know?" The taller of the two college boys looked across the bar, at the brunette who was sitting at a table in the corner. She was drinking Coke and talking to her friend, which he recently realized is a routine of hers. He knew her well; from the hallways, as well as class. He knew she spent days with her head in a book, or talking to the same group of people. There was nothing really special about her, nor did she catch anyone's eye for longer than five seconds. It confused him how she seemed to like it that way. He also knew that she was not just hard to get, but nearly impossible to. For someone as confident as him, he doubted himself quite a bit when it came to her. Nevertheless, he turned to his friend, a relaxed and casual look on his face, making him seem almost bored. "Deal." - Watty Awards 2013 Winner - Copyright © 2013 by funkystyles