"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

in which Harry is stuck babysitting the infamous brat.

-“Don’t you fucking start Jamie” he growls and I’m shocked at his violent approaches. He starts pacing back and forth, every so often balling his fists up until they turn pale. “You left me! You fucking left me when you promised you wouldn’t!” he begins to shout. “I…” “Do you even know what happened that night Jamie!?” He says kicking a pile of small pot plants across the patio. I gasp and tears begin to fall heavy from my eyes as I remember exactly what happened. “Well!?” he continues. I just nod my head and look down at my hands. “Then say it!” he spits, but I stay silent. “You know what I’ll say it!" he says turning darker... - After leaving Harry ten years ago, Jamie returns back to a dark and broken boy. Conflicts of their past are hashed out and slowly brushed under the rug and Jamie finds herself falling for her long lost friend. With a life filled with drugs, alcohol, schemes, violence and mistreatment of women, can Harry give Jamie what she truly wants or is he just messing her about like the rest of them? There's plenty of women who will stop at nothing to not give him the chance to show her...

[on going] What if one boy could flip your whole world around in just a matter of weeks? [first posted July 2, 2013] I'm baaacckkk and we are finishing this story. Rewrite also potentially coming... (Jan 10, 2025 return)

In which a boy-unlucky college girl receives a rather, erotic picture message on accident. Highest Rank: #3 bRO Copyright © Michella 2015. No translations pls cover by me Re-make in my works :)

His eyes could ruin someone with a single look. Her smile could cure the loneliest heart. ☓ All Rights Reserved 2018

Three magic beans, one dumb bitch and an adventure of a lifetime. - Trying to save her family from starvation, Sharkeisha exchanges her sickly mother's last packet of tylenol for 3 magic marijuana beans, not knowing that they are actually a portal to another mythical realm of giants, goblins and fairyfolk. Join Sharkeisha as she struggles to defeat the giant who terrorises the innocent civilians of cumberbitchland and claim back her right to the throne, with the help of the frustraningly handsome Prince Harry Edward the III and a tavern wench named Cardi B. Parody of Jack and The Beanstalk

This is the Sequel to Dark. This is not mine it belongs to han-rawr on tumblr.

I stood there, watching, as she ran her fingers through the knots of my soul.

Isabella Maxwell: a girl that craved adventure. Harry Styles: a guy that fights to give her one. Harry Styles AU // This story has absolutely nothing to do with Harry Styles. His physical traits are used but nothing more. This is fiction. // Includes mature scenes without warning. All Rights Reserved © jhildey 2014 *NOT TRANSLATING* This is fiction. The thoughts and feelings of a character does not represent my own. Please remember that.