But I know I can't be that for him. Because every time he looks at me, I'm never gonna be home for him. I'll always be someone who reminds him of what he did. And to make sure I don't do that, I have to leave. As long as he no longer feels guilty and have to carry the burden, I'll pretend as if everything was a dream. After today, this was all nothing but a good dream. Nothing but a good, happy dream.

"It wasn't like I was a hater or anything, I just had better things to do than stalk One Direction's Twitter and Facebook page." Ella Strauss once said. She walked around the mall aimlessly in search of an outfit. The last thing she expected was to be trapped in a store with One Direction. Ella was so sure she wanted to get out of there as quickly as possible, but as time went by, she started to enjoy herself with the boys. From Twitter Trends to hate messages, her life changed. But who cares? Ella was having the time of her life. She gets tossed into the world of carrots, mirrors, food, spoons, pussies, and much, much more. [Cover created by HopeSilver] Undergoing some edits but is *completed*

It was 2063. Indigo Evans was going to the supermarket. She was walking across the road when she was hit by a 2061 Ford. She should've died. But she didn't. It was 2063. Harry Styles was walking to the supermarket when he saw a woman crossing the street in the line of a 2061 Ford. He shouldn't have saved her. But he did. © purelyhxrry in which two people figure out what freedom is all about.

"Oh pretty girl, we're gonna be epic" And boy was he right. In which Andy and Harry are too in love & and Niall's too innocent but he's in love & Sam's a liability but she's in love So everyone's really just in love but Harry promised they would be epic so that's how the story should end right?

"I am the hero of this story. I don't need to be saved." Layla Scott is on the run. She changes her name, chops off her long locks, and takes out all the money in her savings account to move across the world. Layla is doing whatever it takes to start over and she intends to never be found. But, a pesky neighbor proves that flying under the radar is harder than she had hoped. Harry Styles is trying to stay afloat. He works constantly to pay off debts and support his family, but finds himself instantly intrigued by the recluse that moves in next door during the dead of night. He makes it his personal mission to uncover the secrets Layla is hiding and undo the damage that has been done; even if she is determined to push him away. But, they'll both learn that sometimes, you have to save yourself. WARNING: Sexual, violent, and abusive content. Also subject to cuteness overload and feels.

There's a thin line between love and hate..

He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.

when two people fall for each other at thanksgiving all thanks to a cousin // Copyright © 2014 ambamendes

"What we had was something that felt so right that was probably a curse from the start." This story is cliche af Copyright © 2015 damnzarryx