“ hickeys are love notes written in flesh, my dear. ”

(harry styles) french is a beautiful language, but it's even more beautiful when it comes out of his mouth. © Copyright 2013. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact @piccadily on Wattpad.com.

❝what are you, sweet creature?❞ ☺ iirwin

i can feel the hurt. there's something good about it. mostly it makes me stop remembering. niall horan au

their conversations are everything --- © 2014 neuroticc. all rights reserved.

❝Do you know how much trouble Im going to be in if my parents find out Im sneaking around with you at 2 in the morning! They already don't like you, thinking you're a drug addict and a bad influence.❞ I heard him chuckle, one wrist draped loosely over the steering wheel, the other on my thigh. "We're only going for a little drive, Only an hour, nothing to worry about." The roads were semi empty, buildings and street lights passing by with the night sky dark with speckled lights. I could feel Zayn's eyes on me while I stared out the window in awe. "You're so beautiful, you know that right? I'll do everything in my power to keep you safe, keep you mine." He promised and I looked over at his carmel eyes. A sound made me jump and headlights blinded us, horns blaring, then everything went black. •••• What would you do if the person you loved with all your self being was ripped away by one car accident, causing the person to go into a coma and lose all their memory of you to Amnesia? Can Zayn help Kate remember him? Or will she move on to someone totally new?

In which a sarcastic girl with a secret fear of touching meets a rebellious, lilac haired boy who can't seem to keep his hands off her. (last updated 2020)

[ ziall; completed ] "i am worse than the cigarettes" his whisper is a ghost against my ear. "you know how toxic i am, but you don't care, but it's only because you love the feeling of me on your lips." i couldn't find the air in my lungs to reply, he was right. our love seemed to be destroying me faster than i was on my own. © caumet

"I thought he was beautiful." short story #89 fan fiction #110

Ctrl, Alt, Delete. Like the keys on the keyboard, You needed a username and password to unlock her feels and emotions. If you were lucky to know the username, she was slowly opening up. If you got both, you are the most luckiest person in the world. story idea by @-inaudibles