"tell me the story about how the sun loved the moon so much he died every night to let her breathe." well, this is it. the sun and the moon. complete opposites. one formed from the collapse of its own being. one formed from a collison of two planets that weren't meant to be. live by the sun, love by the moon. tw: mature content, anxiety attacks, depression, (mentions of) suicide, self harm, ed.

"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.*

Mittlerweile sind einige Jahre vergangen. Zoey ist nun eine erwachsene Frau, die mit beiden Füßen fest im Leben steht, genau so, wie es sich für 22 Jahre gehört. Sie arbeitet in einer Werbeagentur in Deutschland. Tyler hat es mit 23 Jahren weit gebracht. Ihm gehört eine eigene Firma und er hat sich einen guten Ruf in der New Yorker Arbeitsbranche erarbeitet. Doch die Ereignisse der letzten Jahre sind fatal und haben Spuren hinterlassen. Seitdem die beiden sich getrennt haben, läuft nichts mehr so, wie es soll. Tylers guter Ruf hat auch seine Schattenseite. Niemand weiß, warum er seine Abende allein mit Spaziergängen durch New York verbringt. Niemand weiß, wieso er jeden Samstag um die gleiche Uhrzeit in eine Bar geht, sich die gleichen sieben Drinks bestellt und exakt sieben Minuten später die Bar verlässt. Was passiert, wenn Zoey wieder zurückkehren muss? Und was passiert, wenn alte Bekannte aufeinander treffen? Cover by SaphiraKira Teil 2 der BBGG-Reihe