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❝you're the boy who keeps putting candy in my cart?❞ ❝yeah,❞ ❝dude, what the fuck. why?❞ ❝because each one of them reminds me of you,❞ in which a walmart clerk secretly puts notes and a piece inside another boy's cart who comes everyday. all rights reserved, cover done by larrywho (yo) 7/28/14: fanfiction: #831, teenfiction: #977

Both bullied for being different. Harry for being smart and Louis for enjoying the arts. But what happens one day when they're both thrown in the same dumpster? Will they become friends and fight off their bullies or will they continue their separate ways dealing with things alone? Read on to find out more!

niall: i miss you. read: 12:48 a.m. zayn: cute, i don't. ...... ziall because yeah.

Things weren’t meant to end up like this. Harry’s Mum wasn’t supposed to fall in love with another woman after his Dad left them. He wasn’t supposed to gain 4 new sisters and a brother. He wasn’t supposed to deal with the fact that his new stepbrother was openly gay. And he most certainly not supposed to fall in love with said step brother. Follow their stories as past secrets are uncovered and the two are pushed to their limits physcially and mentally. ©asbowden14

"It's like...like you and Niall are broulmates." "We're what?" "Broulmates. You know, bros that are in love with each other. Bros and soulmates." "...You're an idiot, Liam. We're just friends." -- Or the one where Zayn and Niall have huge crushes on each other, and everyone knows but them. © 2015 by cptnrogers (Lexi). Warning: rape

He is lavish. Masterful. Intellectual, inexplicable, overt. Sexual. Sherlock Holmes defines extravagance. He isn't exactly the best thing for John's tireless, bland stability. John works the nine to five and tries not to lose sleep over the small things - like the labor of his fiancée's expectations, and the sirens that fill his head with noise after curfew. He finds comfort in art, and drinking. Besides the war making its presence known, slowly creeping its black tendrils into the heart of Bristol - John's life is quiet. Given that, he's not surprised when he is dragged into Sherlock Holmes's orbit. There is no manual to help him navigate the moment their eyes first meet; he presents himself as the perfect distraction, a beautiful incendiary miracle. John thinks that maybe he was hoping for this, because: Sherlock is potent, and inflammatory, and perfectly willing to make John's life hell for his own self-indulgent pleasure. With one touch, John's sense of self is corrupted. And what does it matter if the world implodes? It was never kind to them to begin with.

Harry and Louis absolutely despised one another. What could possibly happen when you forced them to live in the same house for two months?

Zayn has been taught since birth that gay people end up in hell. It's never been a big deal to him until he goes off to uni and his room mate is a very attractive, openly gay man.

Prince Louis William of York is tired. He's tired of formalities. He's tired of attending events, showing a nice smile and pretending he knows people he actually has never heard of. Well, he probably has, but he couldn't care less about them. He is tired of people knowing who he is, and would like to have some privacy when it comes to his personal life. But most of all, he is bored. He craves something different. Little does he know what kind of "different" he's getting into when he applies to that studying abroad program.