Lavender//H. S.
This bad boy had the smell of a delicate flower. COVER, MADE BY ME. WARNING : USE OF STRONG LANGUAGE, ABUSIVE AND POSSIBLY SEXUAL.
This bad boy had the smell of a delicate flower. COVER, MADE BY ME. WARNING : USE OF STRONG LANGUAGE, ABUSIVE AND POSSIBLY SEXUAL.
How can I, Emma Parker, possibly fall into the arms of my best friend, Harry Styles, if I can't even tell him the most crucial and defining parts of my past? Lina, my other best friend seems to think that he and I are meant to be together. Could she be right? I just want an escape, from the nightmares, from the memori...
Sam never liked him. She knew that. And never in her life will she fall for that guy living two doors down. Harry never liked her. He definitely knew that. But for the first time in his life, he fell for that girl living two doors up.
"Hey, Sierra" he said, wetting his cherry lips with his tongue while staring at me, a somewhat amused look in his green irises. And in that moment, I realised that I was screwed. [BOOK TWO - read Artwork first] 2/11/19 #86 in fanfiction