Louis, to his horror, attends an elitist university in which the name Zayn Malik means something, Niall Horan doesn't stop talking, there are pianos everywhere, and Harry Styles, only son of a drug-addled, clinically insane ex-rocker, has a perfect smile and empty eyes. WARNING: all rights go to velvetoscar on ao3 Cover made by: whatkooloser

"This time I'm ready to run, escape from the city and follow the sun." "Well, I should probably get going." He said. "Me too." She hummed along in agreement. "Where are you off to?" "I'm going on a road trip." He grinned. "And you?" "My wedding." © Copyright 2017. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact _HakunaMatata_ on Wattpad.com.

The Silent Girl: quiet, abused, and suicidal The Boy Who Hears Things That Aren't There: lovesick, schizophrenic, and suicidal The Girl With the Weird Paintings: artist, anorexic, and suicidal The Last Person You'd Ever Expect: Footballer, gay, and suicidal ✖️✖️✖️ "We were essentially the breakfast club only we all wanted to kill ourselves at the same period of time."

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

"Its not a matter of finding the person you were meant to be with, but a matter of waiting to find each other." After breaking up with her boyfriend of seven years. Ariana needs a new start. Work takes her to London, and she is faced with the challenge of moving on. Not only from her ex-boyfriend, but from her many past mistakes that she's never really forgotten about. And she may be getting help from a certain actor. After meeting Tom Hiddleston, in a strange way... he teaches Ariana. He teaches her about letting go, believing in yourself, and about second chances... _______________________________ This does not have to do with my first series! Its a completely new fan fiction! Hope you all like it! x.Ashley P.S I Love all of my fans♥

What happens when you email Harry Styles for relationship advice...and he responds? Highest Ranking- #9 in Fanfiction

"You're all I want." he said, and though his face proved seriousness, his eyes spoke of all the love in the world. [Completed.] © 2015 runninglow wattpad

Hunter, a street kid turned FBI agent, is ordered to befriend Calvin Black. But as they grow closer, she realizes Calvin cares more about her than the FBI. Hunter Ashley was taken off the streets as a teen and brought into a highly secret FBI program that's turned her into a full-fledged agent. She is assigned, alongside the brooding agent Micah, to befriend Calvin Black, the son of the notorious Christopher Black. Hunter does her best to hide her survival training inside a typical high school, only she's developing feelings for Calvin, and it looks like Micah is starting to crush on her. In a world where a single mistake can prove fatal, Hunter has to figure out who she can trust, or she'll end up back on the streets. [[word count: 60,000-70,000 words]]

- won first place in the summer 2015 x reader fanfiction awards - You feel like your life is one big existential crisis. You can't get a job, your landlord is an asshole (to put it lightly), and your mum is incredibly overprotective. You feel lost... until you meet HIM. (featuring end of 2014 - early 2016 Dan) *UNDER SEVERE EDITING - MAY NOT MAKE SENSE* *** incredibly cliché, read at own risk. occasional swearing (censored) and mentions of mature themes. one scene of abuse. enjoy! *** ©phangirlingweirdo

Phil is an orphan, bullied, and living alone with no friends in a home. He does his best not to let that fact that no one seems to care about him get to him, but it's getting harder. Then a nice couple start to take interest in him, and it turns out they have a son his age, Daniel, but the love they begin to share isn't of a brotherly nature...