My parents always warned me about the drugs on the streets, but never did they say anything about ones with emerald eyes and a beating heart.

What happens at camp stays at camp. // est. July 26th, 2014 - #1 in fanfiction [cover by lex]

[COMPLETED] [SHORT STORY] ❝Why do you carry around that backpack?❞ ❝The same reason you carry around that smile. To hide all the pain.❞ or in which Bonnie and Harry get to know eachother, and soon realize that they have more in common than they think- with the help of his mysterious backpack, of course. ************* Copyright © 2014: All Rights Reserved to @gymnasliam [from June 2014 to May 2015]

Alexis chose the summer of 1996 to visit her Nonna in small, poorly known Clarkesville, Georgia. This year happens to be her favorite. Because a certain guy with ripped flannels, loose thick curls, and piercing green eyes won not only his thrilling illegal drag-races, but won the best trophy of them all. Her heart. [will contain mature content and much, much fluff]

Preston Richards is a sarcastic little shit who likes to blog about Harry Styles. But she never imagined he would see any of it. - No translating or reposting please. ©whadduphazza

How will you cope when The Harry Styles magically appears and starts living under your bed? Dani has an idea or two, and the other involves a lot of fucking.