He never knew life could be this way, but truly if he did, he wouldn't have cared. He cared about nothing, not even himself until her. Before her, he was empty/ Before her he knew nothing of joy or completion, and this is his journey to his life After her.

It all started with a meet & greet and a birthday song. Oh, and a rocket ship, too. Just another cliché story about a fangirl meeting the love of her life...or is it?? ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ COPYRIGHT © 2016, collegeharry All rights reserved, please don't copy and/or steal my story.

Harry doesn't believe in coincidences. Neither should she.

Two young adults were in a motorcycle accident, it killing the boy, Harry Styles. The girl named Riley Simpson, however, had survived in a coma along with fatal injuries. Awakened, Riley is told the horrifying news that her best friend, Harry, no longer was on this Earth. A year later with the accident still fresh in her mind, Riley has physically recovered, just not mentally. Horrid flashbacks of that day race through her mind at night, along with other symptoms that the doctors say they can't help with. But to top it all off, the best friend Harry is no longer classified as deceased. He's alive and well, at least he believes that. Once he's reunited with his best friend, he and Riley could crash again, but this time with no chance of survival. All Rights Reserved 2015 @-ruins

SEQUEL TO ADORE (Please read Adore prior to reading Mint) "I never believed in misery, until it was me lying on the cologne soaked sheets, mascara running down my cheeks... crying. Gasping for air. Wishing that you'd come back home." // A continuation of the love story between Harry and Isabella. * WINNER of the 2016 Fan Fiction Awards for best -3M Harry Styles Fic! *NOT TRANSLATING* Harry Styles AU // This story has absolutely nothing to do with Harry Styles. His physical traits are used but nothing more. This is fiction. // Includes mature scenes without warning.

This is the Sequel to Dark. This is not mine it belongs to han-rawr on tumblr.

"You want to know something, Annabelle?" Harry asked. She slightly nodded. "I'm okay with the fact that you don't speak. I like you anyways." •ongoing and editing• •kind of slow updates when those depressive spells hit you know what i'm saying•