"Whatever this is, it doesn't have to be complicated."

Piper Kelley is a second grade teacher in Boston who has completely dedicated her life to her career. She's given up hope of being anything but a teacher, until she meets Harry. Harry Styles is the single-father who is challenged daily by his very outspoken seven year old daughter, who makes it her business to make her dad happy. Together, they show each other how to live again.

Yes, I lost my father and he was the best man in the whole world. Yes, I have a stepmother who is a witch and whom I hate most passionately. Yes, I have two stepsisters that are a pain in my arse and who lost their brains when they were little. Yes, my life is like a cliché from a bloody fairy tale, but you know what is missing? The fucking Prince Charming! And where is he? Nowhere to be found! Probably he's dancing in his palace with a stupid and empty-headed Barbie. Arsehole. Who needs him, anyways? Certainly, not me. I'm almost Cinderella, but you can call me Ella. BOOK #1 in the Aware Princess Series flower: Gladiolus, t symbolises "Strength of character, honour, conviction."

The tragic love story of a sad girl and a dead boy who must work together to find his killer, amid heartbreak, mystery, and learning that perhaps death is not the end. [COMPLETED]

A story in which a boy with a past meets a girl with a need to help others. [ slowly editing ]

an unexpected nine months of growth and development. ; copyright © tobi. 2016 [#2 in fanfiction] STARTED : MARCH 7, 2016 FINISHED : OCTOBER 15, 2016

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.

A part of her always showed in her paintings, he could read them like a story. A part of him always showed in his drawings, she could read them like a story.

"I'm really sorry," he said, "but this isn't a game that you're going to win." A short story in which two people will fall in love whether they like it or not. © charismatize [2015]

"We're all hiding something. I'm just the first to admit it." In which he can't come down from his high on her, her, her. © charismatize [2015]