He furiously shoves the curly hair from his face. Eventually, after a few minutes of silence, a sigh of defeat escapes. "You make me feel... You make me feel things that I didn't, that I don't, ever want to feel again. You make me feel, Kit. You make me feel and I hate it." The stormy-eyed boy with the dirty blonde hair stands silently before me. The dim light of the moon highlights his intense features, showcasing his eyes which carry so much pain. Maxon, the boy notorious for his smirks and player ways, is broken. I think I might have made it worse. Returning from a summer spent in Italy, Karter Wells is back at Leighton Prep expecting her Senior year to be effortless and mellow... desperately needing it to be effortless and mellow. She returned with a plan: to become captain of the swim team and excel in all of her AP classes with her best friends Dani and Shae along her side. Enter Maxon Miller, the boy renowned for being expelled from schools, sparking conflict, suffering academically, and most of all, being the heartthrob with player ways. But he is running from his own demons and the last thing that he needs is for someone to get close to him. For he is a grenade, destructive to everything in his path. But the two become tangled up in a mess that Karter just happened to create. And it all began with a game of truth or dare.

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*