"you're so small." as if to prove his point, louis squeezed harry tightly in his arms, and harry just scrunched up a little bit, snuggling his head impossibly farther into louis' chest. "my pretty paper doll." and when louis squeezed him again, placing a shaky, yet warm kiss on harry's cold forehead, harry felt his heart feel that way again, he felt love. a soft flutter, that even the most self control in the world couldn't stop. he loved louis. he loved him even though he didn't want to, he really didn't. okay, maybe a little. *** 1ST PLACE IN THE HOLIDAY 2014 BROMANCE AWARDS FOR FAMOUS LARRY STORIES. #2 in Fanfiction #1 in One Direction

*Warning* This story contains violence, abuse, and sexual content. Do not read if you are triggered or not comfortable with this. © CynicalCaroline 2014 All Rights Reserved.

Emma has everything, a perfect boyfriend, loving parents, amazing grades and good friends. But there's a twist, Emma has a horrific past that is soon to swell over her again. Will she make it through? {{I do not promote self harm or eating disorders, I've had them but I'm recovered. ***trigger warning***}}

So.. How exactly did I end up with dead parents at 16? Honestly, I don't know. All I know is that since that day my life has been screwed up. I was never the same. I started to cut and have tantrums. Today I am 18. I have no friends, and I have to take 2 jobs to pay the rent of my small apartment. But one day 5 boys saved me. They saved ME! From who? From myself. And I proudly say to people: I, Sophie Marie Jones got saved by the one and only: One Direction.