"I'm a monster!" he shouted in my face, his veins popping out on his neck. I tried to hold my tears but failed, all these months of patience and anger caused my body to shake, my heart was pounding so loud in my chest that my blood was boiling in my veins. "No Harry! You're not a monster!" I cried out loud, my che...
He was everything she didn't want. She was everything he was trying to find. She didn't want his life. He wanted her in his life. She didn't want him. He wanted her. He would do everything in his willpower to have her near him. In the end, against her own will, her walls collapsed and she let him into her messed up a...
I think it's unhealthy to have someone cause this much pain and sadness when all you do is love them with everything you have. All rights reserved to Paleharold © Copyright of 2015 Summer
A Harry Styles fanfiction. Harry Styles was different than most self-proclaimed players. The first clue was that he was, indeed, self-proclaimed; he didn't need others to point anything out for him. But, instead of fighting the very existence of love until his limbs were tired, he welcomed it. In fact, he'd always wa...
"This time I'm ready to run, escape from the city and follow the sun." "Well, I should probably get going." He said. "Me too." She hummed along in agreement. "Where are you off to?" "I'm going on a road trip." He grinned. "And you?" "My wedding." © Copyright 2017. All rights reserved. This material may not b...
PSA: i started this book when i was like 13 in middle school so BEWARE IT IS SO CRINGY AND SHOWS OFF A VERY DUMB VERY TOXIC RELATIONSHIP IM SORRY IN ADVANCE "There is a light inside everyone, you just have to get past the darkness."
Harry Styles is the wealthy and very strict young CEO of Styles INC. His life seems perfect from the outside: girls, money and a business on the rise. But there is more than the eye can meet. Harry's past follows him every day and prevents him from fully connect with the people around him. What will happen when in his...
But I know I can't be that for him. Because every time he looks at me, I'm never gonna be home for him. I'll always be someone who reminds him of what he did. And to make sure I don't do that, I have to leave. As long as he no longer feels guilty and have to carry the burden, I'll pretend as if everything was a dr...
