The Boys Collection
She wore her collection of sins on her skin.
"Sierra, you go with Harry Styles." I raised up my head at the words, giving my teacher an incredulous glance. "Do I really have to?" Was the only thing I managed to say. The teacher gave me an annoyed look. "Did you not understand? You go with Harry Styles." I turned my head to look at him. At the mention of his name...
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
Sequel to Cliché. In which two familiar people never really want whatever relationship they have left to end. And the other younger two don't know how to start.
Sequel to The Styles Effect (Must read The Styles Effect first if you haven't before reading this one)
I escaped my reality by reading fanfictions. They escaped their fanfictions to become my reality.
"Take it! Just take it!" I demanded in annoyance, springing my whole body out as I tackled Harry from behind. "For the tenth time I don't want your stupid virginity!"