We were watching movies, just having a casual afternoon, so how did I end up pregnant with my best friend's baby?

Where she was pretending to be happy, whilst being sad, and where he was pretending to be someone else, just so he could make her happy.

3 Identical Boys...Triplets The "Styles" Triplets All 3 look so similar to one another but, they're all different in their own way. Marcel is the goody goody. Gets straight A's wears funky glasses and isn't the best with the ladies. Edward. The punk, the rocker & the bad one. He isn't the nicest person you'll meet. He's inked all over and a carefree guy. Does what he wants when he wants. And lastly..Harry. The sweetheart, the gentleman & the ladies man. The popular kid in school who everyone admires. The life of any party. All 3 of these boys are so different from each other for looking so much alike. But they do have ONE thing in common. They all like the same girl...... © COPYRIGHT @IWLWWY_Fanfics 2013 ♡

"Stop being so innocent! It's boring." Harry mocked me. "And how am I supposed to do that?" All playfulness from his face has disappeared. "Let me teach you." At first, my thought was no. An immediate no. I've known Harry my whole life, this would be weird, but i'm tired of being mocked about my innocence. "Fine..." I whispered crossing my arms across my chest. My foot began tapping, a habit I picked up from my mother. "I'll do it, but you can't tell anyone." My finger pointing at him like a mother would do scolding a child. "No one has to know. Not a soul." He leaned further into me, forcefully gripping my hips pushing me against his bedroom wall.

Van McCann knew perfectly well what to expect when stepping into a strip club for his twenty-first birthday; half-naked women and lots of eye candy. It being his first time and alone, he simply ordered one lap dance and sat down on the purple couch in the somewhat desolate corner. His first time at a strip club ended so well and caused a brand new addiction that he just couldn't hold back. Every other day he would go there, so much so he started making up excuses not to go to band rehearsals. Only Van knew what was going on, the stripper he would order every time could not see his face or any of his handsome, chiseled features. So, what happens when his dirty little secret is told to the world? K. Adams © 2016 - 2017 Cover Credit to the amazingly talented @kimyungyeoms or smth like tht

This isn't your typical fan fiction.

You know my name, you've seen my picture and you know I love Starbucks, but do you know who I really am? It's my turn to tell my side of the story. I am Eleanor Calder.

❝There's only a thin line between love and hate, and sometimes it feels like we're dancing on that line.❞ *Discontinued

Eden's father has always been involved with the CIA. But when he disappears on a mission to help take down a certain cult, Eden is thrown right into witness protection. And her protector could also be her own personal destruction.