in which an overweight young woman in an abusive relationship wants to piece her life back together before her mental and physical health come crashing down. [highest ranking: #11 in fanfiction] [Winter Fanfiction Awards Winner 2016!] [cover made by @ashtxning] All Rights Reserved © juliawrites [GET AFFORDABLE HARRY MERCH: https://styles-merch.com?ref=28styles-merch.com/?ref=28 ]

in·fat·u·a·tion noun an intense but short-lived passion or admiration for someone or something. in which two infatuations become something more, all while battling to stay alive through the suffering of it all. [Highest Ranking: #12 in Fanfiction]

❝Monsters don't sleep under your bed; they scream inside of your head.❞

When the inevitable World War III broke out, no one expected it to last as long as it did. After two years, a meddling scientist decides he'd had enough of the destruction between and within countries. He sets his mind to a dark place where ruthless, indestructible soldiers are possible, and he makes his fantasy reality. For the first couple of months, it seems the experiments are acting respectively, and many of the fighting countries' disputes are solved merely because of their intimidating presence. But playing with the laws of nature is a dangerous game, and nearly always ends in defeat. When the experiments steadily grow independent and realize the power they have, controlling them is out of the question. And now they're running rampant in the streets, lurking around every corner, hiding in every shadow. Humans are untrustworthy of each other, sticking to the rule of every man for themselves, which doesn't at all help the chaotic world they now live in. Evelyn Baxter believes in having your own back; that is, until she meets one of the experiments not quite like the others. -- cover credit: me (manip credit: hazstylestrash on instagram) -- -- trailer credit: brookieismyname -- -- started: January 31, 2016 -- -- finished: May 17, 2016 -- All Rights Reserved © 1DLover121

It's been 14 years since I last spoke a single word. 14 years of silence. The doctors told me I would never speak again. But even if I could speak Harry Styles would have rendered me speechless.

Elle Grey doesn't need anyone. She only needs herself, a paintbrush, and if she gets desperate enough, there are the few people she actually tolerates that she can talk to. She knows that there's more out there in the world - in fact, she spends most of her time either daydreaming or painting about it. She knows that the South Dakotan town she's grown up in is only suffocating her. That's why she finds Harry so intriguing. He's different and he brings out something in her that she wasn't sure was still there. Suddenly she's second-guessing everything she has known her entire life - maybe she does need someone.

"Please, go out with me?" "No." "Why not?" "I'm bad for you." "I love you and I don't care if you're involved with shit. I am in love with you. I'm not giving up on you and I will try to fix you." Harry Styles is the epitome of the perfect student. He has good grades, a kind personality, and supportive friends, Niall, Louis, Liam, and Zayn. His mum is the principal of Holmes Chapel Comprehensive School so he's well-taken care of in and outside of home and always nurtured with love. He's his mum's precious baby, especially since his older sister Gemma moved out for University. His mother can't bear the sight of Harry broken or even just feeling sad so she does her best to protect him and steer him away from any source of pain. Selena Gomez is quite the opposite. Losing her parents in the fifth grade wasn't an easy ordeal for her; ever since then, she hasn't been the same happy child her parents wished her to be. She lives with her two older brothers, Tyler and Derek, their best friend Dylan, Tyler's girlfriend, Crystal, and Crystal's best friend, Holland--all sharing the mutual fact that their parents were killed by the same man. After years of a deep hunt, tensions of the past are finally resolved, but Selena isn't. During these years, she's grown cold and ignorant, often shutting herself out to everyone and relying on her only escape from the world: art. Her apperance grew darker and her actions, though are for good intentions, appear as crimes. She's been misjudged and always cast in a bad light, so no one really knows her except for her family. Everyone's advised to stay away from the dark beauty who basically spells out trouble. But what if the most sheltered boy in town is truly, madly, deeply, in love with the most dangerous girl? Love is not finding someone perfect; it's seeing someone imperfect perfectly.

"I'm a monster!" he shouted in my face, his veins popping out on his neck. I tried to hold my tears but failed, all these months of patience and anger caused my body to shake, my heart was pounding so loud in my chest that my blood was boiling in my veins. "No Harry! You're not a monster!" I cried out loud, my chest rising and falling from my heavy breathing. He clenched his jaw and fisted his palms and in seconds, he punched the wall that was behind me right next to me, making me gasp for air. All the anger that built inside me was now replaced by fear as his piercing green eyes turned to a darker shade. "How can you say that after what I did to you?" he hissed, his hot breath hitting my swollen lips, his nostrils flaring. I took a deep shakey breath before I parted my lips to answer him. "Because I can see through you, Harry. I can see your innocence."

"You meet a lot of temporary people in this lifetime, I don't want you to be one of them."

Possessive pos·ses·sive 1. demanding someone’s total attention and love But how do you show this love when your possession hates your guts? How do you express this love without them pushing you away? How do you explain love you’ve never felt before? Guess Harry Styles has to figure out. [Highest Rankings: #10 in Fanfiction and #18 in Humor] - current cover credited to @WhiteHope - THIS IS NOT MY STORY. I AM SIMPLY REPOSTING IT FOR @1DLover121. I have her full permission to repost this story.