"one day you fall for this boy, and he touches you with his fingers.And he burns holes in your skin with his mouth.And it hurts when you look at him, and it hurts when you don't. And it feels like someone's cut you open with a jagged piece of glass, and then you realized you always felt that way." 16 year old Marine has never belonged anywhere. Living in a rich society for all her life, her passion for literature and 1960's/70's rock has never been recognized. But when Marine's supercilious brother, Louis, decides to come home for the summer from Columbia University, she unexpectedly meets Harry, what seems to be another stuck up friend of Louis, but ends up having more things in common with her than she thought. The only problem is, this curly haired boy with sparrows inked on his chest is 19, and somehow, the universe is able to get in the way of an inconspicuous connection.But two sparrows never sing the same song, will they? Go to author's note for more info! our twitter: @sssparrowsstory DISCLAIMER: we know that Harry's real tattoo's are two swallows but for this fanfiction we are imagining they are two Sparrows since they both have very similar meanings. Also we thought Sparrows sounded way cooler tbh aha.

"I want to grow up" Did you say it when you were a kid? I know I did. Have you regretted growing up at some point in your life? Have you wished you could be a careless child once again? I know you have. Everyone has. The more you grow the bigger the challenges, the obstacles, the pain. Life gets serious. You get serious. You forget to smile at the morning sun shining down your face. You are too absorved by your problems to notice the beautiful world surrounding you. And when life gets hard, you wish more than anything to turn back in time and be that small child who did not know anything when he said "I want to grow up"

Lennon's dad, Axel is out of the grave and walking the Earth, willing and able to destroy anything that comes between him and his prize, even his own blood. But Axel of all people should know; defeat doesn't run through the family veins. So, who has the nerve to pull the trigger? Never underestimate a girl who used to make bread for a living, Harry Styles learnt that. However, Axel isn't the only one who wants a hint of drama, Lennon is at the number one spot of another hit list. One nineteen year old girl can only take so much, and sometimes it's too much for even the person you love to save you...

[Complete] There's a thin line between pretend and reality, there's a thin line between love and hate. How did we ever manage to break them both? ❁ Warning: This story contains strong scenes of drug abuse, bad words, and you may need a box of tissues. Or twenty. Cover by - moonxriver

"I want you to date my daughter. The catch is, I will endorse your music group here in the States to help in expanding your fan club and other necessities." President Burke states. "Deal."

This is the sequel (continuation) of After. Hardin and Tessa's relationship will be tested in ways she never expected, but he knew of all along.

Samantha Davis is 18 years old and since she was a little girl she focused on dancing ballet and becoming a professional dancer. Her mother is her biggest fan and pushes her through auditions and tries to get her famous but as she didn't make it through the ballet theater audition another opportunity opens for her. Knowing that her mother wouldn't let her she lies to her and makes her first own decision in her life. She never knew how much trouble that decision would bring with. Maybe if she would have known she would never even accepted the opportunity. But then again she wouldn't have met him.

Harry and Blair had been through everything together. They made it through their differences, and Blair finally decided to let herself fall in love with someone. Harry had finally noticed that he can actually love a girl, one night stands being all he used to know. And now they are married, a baby girl on the way. And this, is the story of their life.

Was it her beauty that reeled me in? The mysterious, deep, color her eyes contained? Or her addictive smile, smell, or even her personality? It was none of these things. The reason she's too afraid and too sad to even talk is what made her even more mysterious and captivating to me. Not talking for six years as a side affect from a tragic accident is what I learned had caused it; her sister and mothers death traumatized her. And my goal is to help her break free, to help her gain the courage to live her life to the fullest. To speak to me.