the broken
the air smells like the promise of tomorrow and nothing has ever smelled more terrifying
the air smells like the promise of tomorrow and nothing has ever smelled more terrifying
[completed] philgon: she can fuck you good, but i can fuck you better ; copyright © 2016
[completed] two strangers are stuck on an elevator on a rainy monday morning. confessions ensue. ; copyright © 2016
"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!"
After Skylar Cowell's mother died, her father turned into the opposite of who he used to be. After some horrific events, Skylar is sent to live in London with her Uncle Simon. Now that she lives with him she meets 5 boys, not knowing who they are while one boy in particular, Harry Styles takes a major interest in her...
*y'all DON'T READ THIS. i wrote this at thirteen. you've been warned.* "Harry, it's been rumored that if you have a daughter you would name her Darcy. Any particular reason why?" The interviewer asked. I gulped and glanced down at my feet, not wanting to talk about the girl that I had lost. "Um, yeah, actually." I...
The hall is still a little bit crowded but no one is paying attention to the girl with the crazy I-just-had-sex hair and no panties under her skirt. I can't believe what just happened and I never will. I had sex with the one and only Harry Styles. Highest rank: #1 in Fanfiction.