A Harry Styles fanfiction. Harry Styles was different than most self-proclaimed players. The first clue was that he was, indeed, self-proclaimed; he didn't need others to point anything out for him. But, instead of fighting the very existence of love until his limbs were tired, he welcomed it. In fact, he'd always wanted it. So when Harry meets Ella Mason the first day of his sophomore year in college, it doesn't take long to know she's the one he had always been waiting for. After all, just months before, he'd said goodbye to his old ways. It was perfect timing. Or was it? ❝You're my safe place, baby. You're my haven.❞ © Amanda V. Montgomery Warning: Contains Mature Content.

❝i always wanted to live under water.❞ he hated life. so did she. they ran into each other, and ended their lives together. [caution: may cause tears]

"I'm a monster!" he shouted in my face, his veins popping out on his neck. I tried to hold my tears but failed, all these months of patience and anger caused my body to shake, my heart was pounding so loud in my chest that my blood was boiling in my veins. "No Harry! You're not a monster!" I cried out loud, my chest rising and falling from my heavy breathing. He clenched his jaw and fisted his palms and in seconds, he punched the wall that was behind me right next to me, making me gasp for air. All the anger that built inside me was now replaced by fear as his piercing green eyes turned to a darker shade. "How can you say that after what I did to you?" he hissed, his hot breath hitting my swollen lips, his nostrils flaring. I took a deep shakey breath before I parted my lips to answer him. "Because I can see through you, Harry. I can see your innocence."

If you saw this one guy in school: always get picked on, get called horrible names, be made fun, and just bullied 24/7. What would you do? Would you just stand back and watch? 80% of people would. Why? For your pride and ego? Who gives a fuck about that. Or are you the 20% that'd go up and defend the person.

But is he really Harry Styles? | © 2014 all rights reserved | teenlord | Fanfiction #53 Humor #57

in which they leave notes for each other on a milk tea shop's bulletin board.

"This morning I saw a lady stepping on a puddle of water, it reminded me of you." Copyright © daezilly, 2014 All Rights Reserved.

"Are you going to finish your piece of pizza?" He asks me, and I can see the hunger in his eyes as he looks at the large slice of pepperoni pizza in my hands instead of at me. "Do you want it or something?" I push the unnecessary calories towards the boy. "You don't like pizza?" He asks with bewilderment, lifting the greasy food to his mouth, "It's my favorite." "I don't like food." I mutter and quickly stand to leave.

in which a girl who loves egg-rolls has the most afflictive birthday of her life. ©winniethel0u