so instead he asked me "where do broken hearts go?" and i only stared at him because i didn't know, my heart has sunken down to a dark place years ago and it was stuck there. he looked at me through his lashes and with teary eyes that i managed to shrug and said "it goes where you want it to" and i lied through my teeth because my heart has went into a different direction and left me heartless. he told me that i wasn't heartless and i wanted to argue because i haven't feel my heart in years, but he continued and said that i just learned to use my heart less. i was quiet, stared at him with confused eyes to which he only wiped my tears away and nodded, "open your eyes", and perhaps i should've listened to him all those years ago because i still stumble around with the sun shining but me being blind, all because i didn't dared to open my eyes. cover credits: @Larry_smilinson

louis and harry both loved the art of words. they were obsessed with poems and made it into a little game: the games of quotes and quoting. and how could one say it better than rupi kaur? neither of us is happy, neither of us wants to leave. so we keep breaking one another and calling it love. some would call it beautiful pain. but there was no beauty in such cruel times. there is not anything beautiful about the way your heart is breaking into a million pieces, when the person who is the reason for it, is not even doing anything. that was exactly their problem. they were both broken and hurt human beings. and they just couldn't fix each other, because their broken fingertips couldn't even hold each other in tough times. they were broken kids, devastated teenagers and never had a place to call home. they did loved each other. somehow. in a way they couldn't describe it. it's just the thing that thinking 'i love you' is much more easier than saying it out loud. so why not stop talking at all? words are futile devices. and harry and louis learned it in the most cruel way possible. or: in which louis is a good boy with bad habits. cover credits: @Larry_smilinson

harry is a barista with dreams about becoming big, selling out arenas and reaching out to people with his songs. then there's louis, a painter without any motivation and inspiration left in his heart. that's when he decides to get some coffee in the coffee shop downtown that everyone talks about. this is the place where the two cross ways and slowly become addicted to one another. every story has its twist though. and so has this one. « ...and that's when he left. the side of his bed was cold, the clouds were grey and the heavy weight was back on his shoulders. the small apartment was empty, his coat and shoes were gone, his coffee cup placed in the sink. everything of him was gone. the only thing left of him was his smell coating every room because he walked around one last time. that was the worst thing. it should've been a quick goodbye, one that left them cold. but it didn't, for that their hearts were too warm. and god, did louis wanted to burn everything down because harry was still here in ways that no human could explain because it just hurt that much... » cover credits: @Larry_smilinson

❝my fire doesn't seem to be as strong like you told me, the wind is trying to put it out. it's raining and i'm not sure how much longer i'm able to save my fire from expiring.❞ louis works at mcdonald's and that's the only reason harry goes there nearly everyday. ➽ a few important words before you start: at the chapter "bad dreams?" it's getting deep. mental health issues are becoming a huge part of this book. so this is a trigger warning: if depression, suicide (thoughts), self harm and various other mental health disorders are triggering you, i advise you to not read this book. otherwise, enjoy reading <3 cover credits: @Larry_smilinson

❝you're strong. you may not know it or may not believe me, but you are. think back to all you've been through. you made it so far already, why not keep going?❞ in which it's time for harry and louis to finally come out. ➣ first draft: 12th July 2020 ➣ published: 28th September 2020 ➣ completed: 11th November 2020 cover credits: @Larry_smilinson

❝Gib mir keine Versprechen, die du nicht einhalten kannst.❞ Lia Ellis ist bloß ein 15 jähriges Mädchen, welches Peter Parker verachtet. Sie konnte diesen Jungen noch nie leiden. Jedes Mal wenn sie ihn sieht, verspürt sie unglaublichen Hass, und ein Gefühl, das sie nicht beschreiben kann. Ein einfacher Ausflug, verändert dann ihr ganzes Leben. Und dann kommt Parker ins Spiel.. ➷➷➷➷➷ Alle Rechte der Figuren von Marvel gehen an Marvel. Alle Rechte meiner Figuren gehen dementsprechend an mich. Votes, und Kommentare mit hilfreicher Kritik sind herzlich erwünscht. ➷➷➷➷➷ Cover By @Bellabookss &lt;3 Started: 17.04.2019 Completed: ➷➷➷➷➷ ONGOING (slow updates!)

❝Hättest du es mir einfach von an Anfang an gesagt, würden wir hier jetzt nicht stehen und darauf warten bis das Schicksal wieder alles gerade biegt.❞ Beliebt und hübsch. So beschreibt man Vanessa. Nerd und Loser. So beschreibt man Peter. Wenn beide auf einander treffen, was passiert? Wird Vanessa ihm die kalte Schulter zeigen? Wenn sich Peter verliebt, wenn sich Vanessa verliebt. Zwei verschiedene Menschen. Eine Liebe. Eine kleine Gefahr. ➷➷➷➷➷ Hi, viele lesen diese Geschichte noch, was mich überaus freut. Seid aber auf etwas cringe vorbereitet .-. Äh ja, deswegen würde ich euch eher empfehlen meine andere Peter Parker FF zu lesen, die taugt mehr als das hier. Wunderschönen Tag wünsche ich dir! :D Cover by: @So_Fee ➷➷➷➷➷ HIGHEST RANKINGS: (Stand 11.12.2020) #1 in blackwiddow ♡ #2 in hydra #2 in dramatik #2 in wanda #3 in spiderman #3 in familienprobleme #5 in clint #13 in hulk #25 in steverogers ➷➷➷➷➷ COMPLETED BUT NOT EDITED YET (it definitely needs HEAVY editing oopsie)