Violet falls infatuated with a man by the stage name of Styles. He wears black jeans and battered boots always, rotating between t-shirts and frilly shirts. He has the unsteadiest of hands, for he puts everything he has into hitting the high notes and less into breathing. He is the embodiment of everything a singer sh...
"Guess this is the part where I'm supposed to hold your hand.....?" I said, looking off in the distance squinting my eyes awkwardly as I went for his hand without looking. "Wrist." He growled, catching my wrist before the skin of our hands could meet. "Yup, got it. Wrist it is." I strained out clearing my throat uncom...
She claimed that she could see his true colors. But the only color he ever knew were the red of his assignments. -Cover made by @Tonii
"You're nothing but a con man." "I prefer con artist, sweetheart." ➳ Winner of Season 3 1D Watty Awards for Best Smut
I escaped my reality by reading fanfictions. They escaped their fanfictions to become my reality.
What determines the strength of a friendship? The amount of sleepovers? The number of secrets shared? How about being strong for your friend with cancer? This fanfiction, romance tells the strength of friendship, love and the willpower to do it all.
It was five years ago when I had first laid eyes on her. She didn't talk much and focused on her studies. I've never been so intrigued by anyone before and I had never thought about someone so much. We had went without talking much of our high school years and now we stand at graduation, ready to step out into the rea...
