please don't comment crap on this story, I made it when I was very young and clueless. I understand it sucks and it's gross. // "You're nobody important, just a little girl to fill my sexual needs" Harry's sickening voice is adamant. Tears prick my eyes, but I've got to stay strong. There is no way he will see me cry. "So that's all I ever was to you? After everything we'd been through?" I take a deep breath and shut my eyes, wanting to erase all of our memories together. "Don't think of it as a one time thing." He says, grabbing his coat off of the couch, as well as throwing on his shoes. "What do you want me to think of it as then!?" I yell, a tear or two slipping down my pale cheeks. All this time we'd spent had to have meant something to him, it had too have. "Think of it like this Arabella, in my mind no strings were attached in our 'relationship', everything was more so.." He trails off opening the door ready to leave. "Well more so like first person who falls in love is the first person to be..." And with that I'm left to a shut door and a broken heart. ___ Copyright © 2014 TheDarkestOnes |All Rights Reserved| Highest Rank: #1 in yes daddy #19 in fanfiction #5 in sir #4 in after warning: self harm/rape content, read at your own risk.

Boom Boom "what was that?" (Completed.) super short story. Copyright © 2015 mysecretjournal ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Louis Tomlinson is a new student at Rollsridge Academy, he can already tell he isn't going to like it here. The halls are to narrow, the lockers are to small, and don't even get him started on the people. Two words to describe each and every one of them. Stuck Up. Harry Styles is the main target for everybody's interest. Everybody who's anybody knows about him. They either want to be him, or be with him. He likes the attention, all the girls and boys falling at his feet asking him to cast them one single glance. He soaks up as much as he can, because he knows when he gets home, it's the exact opposite of his high school life. There is a deep secret hidden under Louis skin, can Harry figure it out before both of their world's fall apart? or is his skin to thick? I know this sounds super cliche, but I swear. It's not. I've worked super hard on it.

17Black: a gay strip club in London known for hot strip teases, a talented dj, and matchmaking? Harry is moving to London as a new addition to 17Black - new penthouse, hot job, amazing pay - sounds great. Sure it is a clear violation of Harry's sexuality, but it's not gay unless you make it gay, right? Plus it's only for a month anyway. And of course, time flies when you meet a cute bloke named Louis. Who knows? A lot can happen in a month.

rem·i·nisce - verb - to indulge in enjoyable recollection of past events. Sometimes people forget the details when they are to busy looking at the big picture. They need to look back at the journey that brought them here. They need to reminisce. And they did © 2013 tiffisapenguin All Rights Reserved

*WARNING* tears, heartaches, fights, Aussies, memories, love, hate, smiles, frowns. If you cry, or laugh or smile I hope it's because of this story. Enjoy. . SEQUEL TO "O.O.M.M" please read it before this or you want understand what's going on..

"It is better to be feared than loved" Fanfiction #4 Teen Fiction #13 Copyright © 2013, JustinsAvenger

❝Monsters don't sleep under your bed; they scream inside of your head.❞

Flashing lights. That's all he could see: the pulsating strobe of a white brightness blinding him from the indistinguishable scenario playing out around him. He could not feel. Not the cool, autumn breeze, not the fog-like droplets of British showers, nothing. He couldn't hear anything. Maybe a dull thumping deep within, but nothing recognizable. Attempting to speak, he opened his mouth, trying to form words. He couldn't tell whether he was making any sound, letting out any kind of sign that he was distressed, but he knew it was worth a shot. As he began to fixate on his disabilities, he began to panic, and that's when it all went black. That is, also, where the story begins. // previously called Nirvana //

He was everything she didn't want. She was everything he was trying to find. She didn't want his life. He wanted her in his life. She didn't want him. He wanted her. He would do everything in his willpower to have her near him. In the end, against her own will, her walls collapsed and she let him into her messed up and embellished world. All rights reserved to Paleharold Copyright of 2015