Me being angsty?!$3$:; Enjoy! TW~mentions of disordered eating and mental illness.

It felt almost as if he was reading Harry like another one of his many books, searching through the deepest recesses of his mind and uncovering more and more long-buried secrets each second that lapsed in their almost timeless bubble. It was like he knew. - Harry is the school's golden boy, and Niall is the one who sees beneath his facade. narry. [trigger warnings: abusive parent, panic attacks, self-harm, internalized homophobia]

If your first love is toxic, what does it mean? If they hurt you, can you tell? If no one speaks up, how can it get better? (I don't own the image.)

"It's been a minute, I just wanted to talk..."

In the end, what hurt me the most wasn't his hands or body... [By the way: this story contains/references 11 things I consider mature content Please read carefully]

Here. my teen angst will write you some poems, and I'll add some when I get more. These are edgy because... I'm me. Oh, I don't own the cover image, it's pretty though, isn't it?

"I don't want to leave you..." I said, pulling her tighter in my embrace. "It's not a choice, you know that." She hugged me tightly and gave me a kiss on the forehead. Dong! Dong! The large bell tolled. 2 o' clock. I looked out of the window of the bedroom. There was already a crowd of people gathering around the Town Square. "I love you Neal, but go, before they figure out what we did." I gave her a little nod and put the cloak over my head, hiding my tear-filled eyes.

They're crazy. Completely crazy, and even if it should be impossible. They're in love. What can I say? They have a cruel fate written out for them. I held the locket in my hand, promising myself I'd never forget what had happened here. -Louis Tomlinson

Dedicated to @starryyy_ .

"MORE THAN BROTHERLY LOVE? Just last night, singer Harry Styles was caught kissing ex-bandmate Niall Horan..." or Niall and Harry are rather careless and impulsive, but neither can bring themselves to care.