"You have the whole fucking world. What more could you want?" short story. warnings: swearing, anorexia.

In which Harry is anorexic and writes letters to his former best friend, Niall Horan. WARNING: Extreme feels, eating disorder, depression, suicide. If you are not okay with reading that, you shouldn't go for this story. Please don't steal my stuff, I'll find you.

Toy [noun] - A person treated by another as a source of pleasure or amusement rather then with due seriousness. © 2013 Akshaya

[Halfway edited, a mess of a story tbh, my beloved first] "Because you're a social worker. You jerk people's feelings to the surface, and pick at them and pick at them until that person has nothing left. They're broken and alone. Then you fill them to their skulls with pills, saying now they can go about their normal lives, and that they're healthy. Nothing but lies." "It's one of those things that's....dangerous yet alluring. Awful yet lustful." His eyes said so much more than he did. In his eyes, I didn't see the same man I saw at a glance. This man was emotionally damaged, and so, so sad. {*CAUTION*:Story contains BOYXBOY and other things of that nature, BAD LANGUAGE, as well as SUICIDAL references, actions, and VIOLENCE.} {*HALT*:Story also contains a decent amount of LARRY along with ZARRY} ©2014 Prisonerwithavision

Louis and Zayn. They are fuck buddies as well as best friends. Whenever they need to let themselves loose some steam or just want some fun, they have each other, that is...if they don't have their eyes on someone else. To sum it up, they're both sluts. If they spot someone they're interested in doing the dirty with, they will somehow manage to end up in bed with them, even the ones that are committed in refusing end up falling for their charm or let's just say their 'extreme hotness'. Zayn sets his eyes on the boy that changes into their English class and is prepared to do anything to have that boy beg on his knees for him, or maybe just for him to do something else on his knees for him.

[Könnte gewalttätige und blutige Szenen beinhalten. Unter anderem Morde ] » ,,Du bist ein Gefallener!" kam es wispernd und erstickend aus seiner Kehle. Zu geschockt von dem wovon er gerade Zeuge geworden war. Denn bisher glaubte er, die Gefallenen seien Gerüchte. Nicht wirklich existent. Geschweige denn, dass sie auf der Erde leben. Und nun stand er leibhaftig vor einen. ,,Ich muss gehen!" sagte er panisch. Doch Louis schaute ihn nur an und grinste. ,,Wir werden uns wiedersehen.... Baby! Du bist es, was ich will!" sagte Lou ruhig. « Ich Louis, der Gefallene wollte ihn! Wollte den Unschuldigen blauäugigen Engel namens Niall. He was my possessive Obsession!