My name's Marcel. Nerd. Poet. Teenage Loser. You think you know the real me, but you don't. I wish you could see the true me, but no one has cared enough to. Until she came. All rights go to _smilelikeniall (myself). Everything is written by me. No copyright intended. Please do not claim my words and/ or ideas as yours. Do not repost my words without giving me credit. Thank you.

" Sto vidis u meni?? Hanna ja nisam dobar za tebe,jebemu! " rekao je te mi nista nije bilo jasno. Sve sto smo prosli,sve svade, lose stvari, ma sve najgore, on mene pita ovo. Nisam ocekivala da bi od nas dvoje zapravo moglo nesto biti,ali zaljubila sam se. U krivog covjeka, u krivo vrijeme. No,idemo iz pocetka. Nove nevolje, naravno idu uz decke. Hoce li ovaj puta nesto biti drugacije ili cu samo biti krpa za iskoristiti kao inace? Tesko cu bilo koga zavoljeti i bilo tko ce tesko zavoljeti mene. Jedino,ako dode onaj koji sve moje osjecaje moze poremetiti u sekundi....onda on ima nesto sto ni jedan drugi nema. Uvijek sam bila dobra djevojka,bar su me takvom smatrali. Ali, promijenila sam se. Istina je da sam i dalje koliko toliko dobra,ali sam hladna kao osoba. Na meni se tesko moze vidjeti kad sam tuzna,kada vesela.. Ljudi mi se cude zbog toga. Ali vrlo je jednostavno. Samo treba imati nekoga tko ce znati povrijediti da mi cijeli zivot bude unisten. Ili ne? Mozda me tek ceka ono dobro. Ocito cu za to trebati sama saznati.

It was just supposed to be a simple, harmless lunch date, to catch up with an old friend. But when that old friend is Harry Styles, there's no such thing as simple.

The fame has finally gotten to Harry Styles. After a year of being in the limelight with girls, money and an endless stream of papparazzi, he's changed for the worse. He takes his fans, friends and family for granted. No one can change his attitude...or maybe one girl can.

She found him in the middle of a forest. He exposed her to a world she never imagined. Their lives will never be the same again.

''Glasovi...'' rekao je tiho, rukama se nervozno hvatajuci za glavu. Promatrala sam ga u soku, ''...govore mi stvari...'' ''K-kakve stvari?'' pitala sam ga, odmah sam pozalila. Pogledao me, njegove su oci bile crnije, bas kao i silna tama od koje je i bio satkan. ''Grozne stvari.''

He's new. He's a history teacher. He's young. He's very good looking. He is Harry Styles. When Kim Martins starts her new school year as a junior she realises that some things have changed. She has got a new teacher in her most hated subject. HISTORY. He's very handsome and hot. But soon she'll find out that he's just an arrogant prick that makes her solid D fall to a F and messes with her emotions. She hates him, but she knows that there's a thin line between love and hate. ( I know I suck at description but give the story a chance :) ) BTW I'm not english , so english isn't my first language but I'll try my hardest :) Copyright © 2013- by Vanessa Haag. All Rights reserved.

She's like cold coffee in the morning....