harry likes pretty pink flowers and louis enjoys ink and piercings. **This story contains possible triggers. Read at your own risk.** started in 2015, finished in 2017. slowly editing.

[COMPLETED] A man so mentally unbalanced drowning in a world of judgement and nonacceptance finds himself in front of the only woman that will treat him as an equal. But will his undeniably demeaning track record of the amount of times blood has been stuck under his fingernails cause yet another therapist to give up on him? Or, for once, will he finally be capable of loving someone other than his first murder and himself?

The sun loved the moon so much, he died every night to let her breathe

in·fat·u·a·tion noun an intense but short-lived passion or admiration for someone or something. in which two infatuations become something more, all while battling to stay alive through the suffering of it all. [Highest Ranking: #12 in Fanfiction]

Harry and Ella are in love, and have been for as long as they can remember. When Harry tells her that he has to leave for a year, Ella doesn't take it so well. She copes by writing in a journal, and decides to retell the story of how Harry and Ella came to be. Where did Harry go? How will Ella survive? Find out in Dear Harry. © 2014, alyloves1direction ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. This book contains material protected under International and Federal Copyright Laws and Treaties. Any unauthorized reprint or use of this material is prohibited. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system without express written permission from the author.

*y'all DON'T READ THIS. i wrote this at thirteen. you've been warned.* "Harry, it's been rumored that if you have a daughter you would name her Darcy. Any particular reason why?" The interviewer asked. I gulped and glanced down at my feet, not wanting to talk about the girl that I had lost. "Um, yeah, actually." I admitted. "I used to be friends with a girl named Darcy... but she was kidnapped and never found again. I think that I'd like to name my daughter Darcy in her memory." My heart started to ache as I remembered Darcy Monroe and knew that I would never see her again. Or so I thought. © Copyright 2013. 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

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

Being the biggest fangirl in her home state, Valerie Anderson writes fan-fiction constantly. She just completed a Harry Styles one, when the totally unexpected happened; she meets him. On her journey with Harry Styles and the rest of One Direction, Valerie notices extreme similarities between her fiction book and her real life fantasy. The only problem? The ending isn't one she's hoping for.

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If you build walls up around yourself, someone is eventually going to break them and you won't be able to prevent yourself from getting hurt. All Rights Reserved to stylesdimplxs, 2015. ©