Where, it all started with a bet. *** M-preg *** Poorly Written *** Under Editing

❝Daddy, your sweater's too small now!❞ ❝My sweater grew two sizes too big!❞ WARNING: contains m-preg - [short story] © A.

where zayn tries to seek for redemption that he doesn't deserve and sends liam letters after cheating on him, always signing off with; 'love, cheater' to add to the little amount of sentiment he withholds. -- © A. WARNING: includes mentions of self-harm, m-preg, abuse ALSO, I wrote this book when I was a naïve 13 year old loser who had very limited knowledge about human emotion, triggers, and my perspective was extremely narrowed down to wattpad fanfiction. this story contains a lot of triggering material. please read with a grain of salt.

in which niall is a verbally abused flowerchild, and liam is a cocky punk

Harry was gentle, an angel for everyone who knew him. Harry was tall, really tall. He had an slender body, but not in a unhealthy way; he was well built, his long torso connected with his kilometric and, just in the perfect amount, muscled legs. His hands were big but always gentle, his skin white as porcelain always with a light blush on his cheeks. Harry's soft chocolate curls always laid wildly on top of his head was always under a flower crown himself always made. And then, we had Louis Tomlinson, who was literally the opposite to the lovely Harry. Louis was one of those who were feared for everyone, his attitude was bad to say the least. Lou was part of a gang, people said that they were drug dealers, that they were always vandalizing buildings including their own school and if you asked the right people they would tell you how they stole from every store they had the opportunity to do so. Sadly, just half of all the things people heard about him were true. They were made for each other, their relationship was meant to be but it was not a pleasure cruise, after all, all the things that are worthy in this life take a little bit more.

"You dont like the flower crowns and sweater I wear?" "No but I like you"

He was a human. I was an angel. Our tattoos tell us we were meant to be. Our species just didn't agree... (If you've found this fic, please don't read it. It's shit. I wrote it when I was 12, and I'm 17 now. It's quite tragic, just..turn back around, thanks.) *I most likely will just write a remastered edition*

Louis Tomlinson, a troubled boy with one too many tattoos and piercings, was opted to attend uni by his Nan. Well, more forced. He isn't happy about going. He isn't happy about anything. But when he meets his dorm-mate, a frivolous, cheerful, angelic boy whose signature accessory is a crown of flowers, he starts to discover that the world isn't as bad as he thought it was. Flowerchild!HarryxPunk!Louis Warnings: boyxboy

Harry was abandoned on the steps of a world renowned school and was raised by it's Headmaster. He ignores everyone and everything that isn't his father or authority figures, until Louis Tomlinson arrives and Harry has never felt this way before. Also available on AO3 if you're more comfortable reading on that site. http://archiveofourown.org/works/4313418/chapters/9779286 And the Italian translation if you speak Italian and have a hard time with English. Thanks to the lovely @namelesslia https://www.wattpad.com/story/44264569-wings-%C2%BB-l-s/parts ~~~~ Hi if you aren't into male pregnancy or boy on boy scenes then don't read and complain please and thank you! For those of you who are gonna read this ENJOY!

Basically Harry hates Louis, because Louis is gay. But fate brings them together and Harry is not sure what he feels about the other boy. Jealousy, anger, hate and even love. Harry has a confusing time ahead of him. And the fact that his best friend is also into Louis doesn't make it better. Just read it, I'm not so good at descriptions ! {credits for the cover: @typiicalluke}