“You’re making a huge mistake,” I whispered, my words cracked, crumbling at the seams like I was inside. He looked up at me, those bright, emerald irises danced with everything that I never was. “Maybe,” he shrugged. The words and the decision seemed to come easily for him. It was then that I realised that it was beca...
The whole world may think of Harry Styles as 1/5 of the world-famous boyband, One Direction; but for Brooklyn Pierce, he's just the boy who used to work at her father's bakery. Maybe if things had been a little different, she would have become famous with him, but no- Her mom died right before auditions for X Factor...
{COMPLETED BOOK} *WARNING! THIS BOOK CONTAINS ABUSE, RAPE, SELF HARM AND DEPRESSION! MAY BE TRIGGERING AND I ADVISE YOU NOT TO READ THIS UNLESS YOU ARE ABLE TO HANDLE SUCH THEMES. I, AS THE AUTHOR, AM NOT ENCOURAING ANY OF THESE THINGS BUT SIMPLY USING THEM IN MY STORY! IF YOU CANNOT HANDLE THOSE THEMES PLEASE DO N...
"Knowing you," Harry choked on a sob. "Knowing you was a mistake." "No! Don't say that! You love me! You told me last night!" Alexa yelled. "Well," Harry said, looking Alexa straight in the eyes. "I lied." She gritted her teeth and threw her head up. "No! You love me, Harry Styles! I don't care how much you deny it! I...
Meet Emily Roberts, orphan, dancer. All she'd ever known was pain and heartbreak, and sometimes the comfort of her best friend wasn't enough. She couldn't take much more. But then comes along Harry Styles... Emily doesn't know he's famous, and he doesn't want her to. He just wants to break her heart, then drop her. Wh...
Broken. Betrayed. Hurt. Devastated. That's how Emily felt. Forgotten. Forgotten by someone who promised to never forget about her no matter how famous he got. Forgotten by her childhood best friend, Harry Styles.
*y'all DON'T READ THIS. i wrote this at thirteen. you've been warned.* "Harry, it's been rumored that if you have a daughter you would name her Darcy. Any particular reason why?" The interviewer asked. I gulped and glanced down at my feet, not wanting to talk about the girl that I had lost. "Um, yeah, actually." I...