❝you're the boy who keeps putting candy in my cart?❞ ❝yeah,❞ ❝dude, what the fuck. why?❞ ❝because each one of them reminds me of you,❞ in which a walmart clerk secretly puts notes and a piece inside another boy's cart who comes everyday. all rights reserved, cover done by larrywho (yo) 7/28/14: fanfiction: #831, teenfiction: #977

Cassandra Lowe's parents seem to always be at work, leaving their two children with relatives far more than they would like. One day, Cassie's father gets a call asking him and his wife to take a trip to Australia, thousands of miles away from their children. They accept the offer but know they can't leave their seventeen- and eight-year-olds with their grandmother since she was recently bedridden. The couple decides to entrust Cassandra with watching after her little brother with the help of an assistant caretaker who will make daily trips to see them. The pair is pleased with their arrangements, but when the sitter is late, the couple has to leave before meeting the woman who will be taking care of their children for the next week. With slight hesitation, the couple leave, boarding a plane, assuming the elderly lady would arrive sooner rather than later, but little did they know they had hired a dangerous psychopathic killer named Harry Styles. Will Cassandra and Ben escape the harmful hands of their psychotic sitter? Or has he already set his eyes on the young and pure Cassandra...? -COMPLETED- • NO TRANSLATIONS • Description updated on 11/08/25 Highest Ranks: #11 FanFiction #16 Mystery/Thriller Editor: @GrumpyKatx Cover by: @navigate Trailer by: @cuddlingashton Copyright© 2014 _Discovered_

Detention is supposed to be a punishment, but for Louis and Harry, it's the start of something beautiful. Unfortunately, what starts off as a harmless love affair quickly takes a turn for the worse. Through all the stereotypes, judgments, family issues, and demons from the past, Louis and Harry struggle to stay strong. What happens in detention, stays in detention. [NOTE: I began writing this book in 2011 when I was 13 years old. There are many grammatical errors, cringe-worthy moments, and plot inconsistencies. Obviously, my writing has improved immensely since 2011, so please feel free to check out any of my more recent works instead. This book is not representative of my present-day writing abilities. I would prefer to delete this entirely (and its sequel), but there have been many readers who have expressed their love and appreciation for this book despite its flaws. Regardless, thank you all for your support with the Detention series over the past few years. I love and appreciate each and every one of you.]

where two famous youtubers deal with stolen cars, crazy girlfriends and their crazy fathers, movies, tea parties, traveling, and quite possibly, falling in love.

I tangled my fingers in his chocolate curls, they were so soft! How could someone's hair be this soft? It has to be humanly impo- no wonder why they're so soft! "Stop havng sex with my hair now," Harry grumbled and removed my hands from his hair. He brushed his fingers through his and flipped it out of his face. "I'm sorry, it's just so, so soft! How do you get it so soft!? I want to know! I NEED to know!" I grabbed onto his shirt and began to shake him. "No you don't," He shook his head and swatted my hands away. "How are you so hyper right now?" "Vampire blood," I stated simply. "C'mon Harry, you should know this! Vampire blood makes humans hyper, which is why I never drink it when offered! Oh my god!" "No," He picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. "I'm going too figure out how to calm you down, can't you go to sleep or something?" "Silly two thousand year old vampire! Drinking you blood is like drinking thirty cups of coffee! I could be up for days!" Harry sat me down in a chair and held my legs down when I began to shake them. I fidgeted in my seat and eventually Harry was sitting on me, trying to get me to stop moving. I had to move, if I didn't it felt like I was going to explode! "How old are you? You're quite young." "I'm twenty-one!" I cheered and tried to get him off me. "Get off me! YOU'RE CRUSHING MY INTERNAL ORGANS! GET OFF, GET OFF, GET OFF, GET OFF! HELP! SOMEONE HELP! HELP! HE'S RAPING ME! RAPE! RAPE, RAPE, RAPE, RAPE! RA-" I was interrupted by Harry's soft, warm lips on mine. This was strange, I've never kissed a vampire before, but I'd expect that their lips would be cold, just like the rest of their body. Harry pulled away and my eyes were fixed on the ceiling. I had nothing to say, I couldn't find words. This wasn't awkward or anything, it just caught me by total surprise. "Your lips taste like Starbursts." (Book descriptions are over rated xD)

"you're so small." as if to prove his point, louis squeezed harry tightly in his arms, and harry just scrunched up a little bit, snuggling his head impossibly farther into louis' chest. "my pretty paper doll." and when louis squeezed him again, placing a shaky, yet warm kiss on harry's cold forehead, harry felt his heart feel that way again, he felt love. a soft flutter, that even the most self control in the world couldn't stop. he loved louis. he loved him even though he didn't want to, he really didn't. okay, maybe a little. *** 1ST PLACE IN THE HOLIDAY 2014 BROMANCE AWARDS FOR FAMOUS LARRY STORIES. #2 in Fanfiction #1 in One Direction