❝Just a forgetful child, just a lost girl.❞ ❝Just a boy with a pen, just a man with ink.❞ (Book 1)

It was just supposed to be a game, nothing serious. Just an innocent little prank. But it turned out to be rather hard, harder than what Sam thought it would be. Turns out that the biggest bad boy on campus wasn't that bad after all. Will her cousin let her off the hook, or will it all come crashing down once Niall finds out? [AU] A story about unexpected love, mistakes, friendship and a lot of changes. Video trailer for it in chapter one. - "Have you seen the movie 'John Tucker Must Die'?" "Never heard of it, why?" "You're the new girl, so Niall has no idea who you are. You're the perfect girl for this mission. All you gotta do is pretend to like him, go on a few dates... until he starts falling for you. Then we crush him." - Highest ranking: 🥇 #fratboyniall 🥇 #punkniall

"Sierra, you go with Harry Styles." I raised up my head at the words, giving my teacher an incredulous glance. "Do I really have to?" Was the only thing I managed to say. The teacher gave me an annoyed look. "Did you not understand? You go with Harry Styles." I turned my head to look at him. At the mention of his name he glanced up, and if his green eyes hadn't frozen me in place already, the unimpressed look he gave me would've done it right away. [BOOK ONE] [BOOK TWO - AQUARELLE] Started: Feb 2018 Completed: April 2019 18/01/19 #1 in fanfiction 28/09/18 #1 in harrystyles 06/10/18 #1 in harry • THE FICTION AWARDS WINNER 2019 - BEST FANFICTION •

[✓] ∥ "Cloe." "Cloe?" "Yes, Cloe." "...As in Lorena Cloe?" "How many Cloes do we know?" The taller of the two college boys looked across the bar, at the brunette who was sitting at a table in the corner. She was drinking Coke and talking to her friend, which he recently realized is a routine of hers. He knew her well; from the hallways, as well as class. He knew she spent days with her head in a book, or talking to the same group of people. There was nothing really special about her, nor did she catch anyone's eye for longer than five seconds. It confused him how she seemed to like it that way. He also knew that she was not just hard to get, but nearly impossible to. For someone as confident as him, he doubted himself quite a bit when it came to her. Nevertheless, he turned to his friend, a relaxed and casual look on his face, making him seem almost bored. "Deal." - Watty Awards 2013 Winner - Copyright © 2013 by funkystyles

She's always been the shy girl that no one notices, but once she catches Harry's attention will things ever be the same again?

My thoughts you can't decode.. Sequel : Escape Route.

Money, power, glory. And impeccable beauty. 君臨 [kunrin] noun to reign, to dictate, to control. © stormborns, 2014.

"I have been watching you for a while now, my love" he whispered darkly in my ear. "Why are you doing this to me" I squeaked, earning a low chuckle from him. "Because" he said, moving his hands from the wall above my head and down my body, resting very low on my waist. "I can". ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Highest Rank: 1st in Fanfiction WARNING: Contains sexual content and mature language, read at own risk!! Copyright All Rights Reserved © fxckingpayno

In the summer of 1975 seventeen year old, Adeline Rally, the head cheerleader of Lake Charles High school in Louisiana falls madly in love with Harry Styles, the quarterback of the football team who was head over heels in love with the widowed Mr. Rally's daughter. The two connect when Styles has to have his motor replaced by the local mechanic, Mr. Rally. The story of the 1970's when life was simple and love was easy, but was it just that easy for these two?

Seventeen year old Anna goes to an interview after the last day of Junior year for a babysitting job. Little does she know the kid she ends up babysitting for a kid who has an older brother, Harry, who is a British Junior baseball player at her school who she had wrong thoughts of since the day she met him. As did he. // first chapter written on 7/19/15// //completed February'16//