Love Is...

The romantic mishaps of two people who just might be in love. Traces of libraries, bus stops, extreme embarrassment, and as much mushiness as possible.

My Ex-Stepfather

Harry Styles isn't my father, he's my stepfather. Well ex-stepfather. My mother married him when I was 18, she was 36 and he was 20. Totally gross right? Little did I know that she was already knocked up when they got married. They were a happy little family while I was living with my ACTUAL father and going to colle...