❝the way to love anything is to realize that it might be lost.❞ He has been mute since birth and he wants nothing more but to end his life in the quickest way possible. Broken, depressed and in need of help, his mother puts him in an institute for mute, blind and deaf people, hoping that he will be put back on path with his life. Louis is scared, Louis is lonely and when a mop of curly hair comes along, the feelings begin to fade away and maybe, just maybe there is a glimmer of hope left and maybe, Louis can learn to trust and feel. *TRIGGER WARNING* - LARRY STYLINSON.

“925 miles is a long way to go for one girl,” Mary says, chewing on her bottom lip. “Well, you’re a spectacular girl.” And Mary only frowns and tries to blink away the gathering tears. “Perhaps I’m not as spectacular as you think.”

#1 Teen Fiction | #1 Young Adult | #1 Romance "We all need someone to drive us mad." - The Wombats. He stared arrogantly down at me, a smirk plastered across his face. I sneered up at him with distaste, wanting to wrap my fingers around his neck and strangle that smirk off of him. He brushed my golden hair from my face, his long, slender fingers sparking electricity in my skin, making my knees wobble together. "Will you ever, forgive me?" he whispered huskily, his eyes intently staring into mine. His face was only mere inches from me. I just needed to reach out a little further to kiss him... "Yeah. Over my dead body." I snapped, before throwing my arms out forcefully, shoving my hands into his chest, pushing him from me. -*-*-*- He, is Carter Williams. I, am Lacey Adams. We were once, inseparable. The 'Golden Couple'. The unbreakable best friends, that everybody envied. Nothing could get between us. A part from being tighter than white on rice, we updated our status from friends to being in a relationship, frequently. We were neighbours, which meant our families were all close and even co-owned houses around our town. This, all is, until the day of my sixteenth birthday. Everything changed. The loving relationship we shared, was severed and torn apart. I couldn't hardly stand to look at him any more, without spitting fire that is. Every day is torture being around him. He was in all my classes at school and the window in my room was even directly aligned with his. So, what happens? My mother's mum gets sick, so dad and her fly out. Just them. Leaving me to stay with Carter and his parents, who are never home. We would be alone. In one house. Under the same roof. If I was insane before, I have no idea what I am now. © 2016 by LaurenJ22. All rights reserved.

-COMPLETED -BK 3 IN PROGRESS- Business. It's all about business now. Nobody should give a single damn about love or how it does and doesn’t affect things. But Ashley does. After almost a year of absolutely nothing exchanged between her and Niall she's almost at breaking point. Nothing's worth it without him, right? Wrong. What if you got that second chance? That chance to scrap the first take and go for a Second Snapshot? A crazy encounter at the wrong time can lead to a lot of things changing. For better or for worse is unknown, but then again, now, what isn't? But when so many lies and fake smiles have lead them up to this point is it really wise to even spare each other a second glance? When everything's uncertain and nobody can seem to utter a word about what happened and what still lingers now nothing seems possible for changing. Change is scary, it's foreign and it spells for everything Ashley's not used to, un-organisation. Life works like clockwork for Ashley but when Niall comes back fully prepared to be her spanner in the works things aren't always as bad or as good as they may seem. Because now, everything happens for a reason and nothing's going to go un-noticed under the watchful eye of the people that are ready to do just about anything and everything to keep Niall and Ashley away from each other, have no direct contact and most of all, make sure they do not, under any circumstances; fall in love again. But little do they know that falling in love again is not a possibility as oblivious to the other, neither of them ever fell out of it. This is THE seuqel to -Picture This (Niall Horan) and you will want to read that before this in order for it to make sense:D