Nicely - hs
A very cliché story. P.S. This will be very short. I had this idea when I saw this vine edit on IG about nerd Harry asking somebody to prom.
A very cliché story. P.S. This will be very short. I had this idea when I saw this vine edit on IG about nerd Harry asking somebody to prom.
[completed] Two five year olds, two single parents - one plan. ©2014 TypicalFangirlx all rights reserved.
When I looked into his eyes, he looked anything but human, and the scariest part was I couldn't find it in me to care. "W-Who are you?" I asked, tilting my head up. He looked at me through narrowed eyes, his pink lips parted as his rough voice sent chills up my spine, "That's not the question you should be asking." "...
in which he uses his perspective to show her how beautiful she really is
I am not defined by my disorders or flaws, but how I have survived and conquered.
Art is a form of communication. Whether it is through music, through writing or through painting, every note you play, every word you write and every drop of paint you put on the canvas displays an emotion. For many, it is also a form of relief, a way to say everything you wish you'd say and a way to escape everything...
In which two teenagers, who are Hazel Grace and Augustus Waters personified, fall in love whilst reading The Fault In Our Stars. © bleached
PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THINGS HOLY READ THE REVISED VERSION OF THIS BOOK! Blair Price struggles with a lot of things in her life, such as her mother's death, her father's new 'perfect' family, and secretly loving her best friend. Blair and Harry have known each other for almost fifteen years. He's her rock, her li...
17 year old Jessamine Taylor has just recently moved to California after her parents both get job promotions. She's very excited to be moving to a new state. The only thing that catches her off guard is one of Hamminton High School's bad boys, Harry Styles. Something is different about this boy, and she wants to find...
My name's Marcel. Nerd. Poet. Teenage Loser. You think you know the real me, but you don't. I wish you could see the true me, but no one has cared enough to. Until she came. All rights go to _smilelikeniall (myself). Everything is written by me. No copyright intended. Please do not claim my words and/ or ideas as your...
Everybody in this world has a soulmate. When you are born, you are given a silver chain necklace with an intricate charm. There are only two that are exactly alike in the entire world. The caring ones, the shy ones, the confident ones, the tough ones, the angry ones, the sick ones, the crazy ones, everybody has a ne...
It is said a beast of a man lives in those there woods. He might not have the fur and the claws like one, but do not be fooled by his winding curls or tantalizing green eyes. For you see, those green eyes are full of yearning; the desire to enrapture you in a world of money, fantasy, and lust. And when an enticed twe...
Flashing lights. That's all he could see: the pulsating strobe of a white brightness blinding him from the indistinguishable scenario playing out around him. He could not feel. Not the cool, autumn breeze, not the fog-like droplets of British showers, nothing. He couldn't hear anything. Maybe a dull thumping deep with...
in which her favourite word is terrible and his favourite word is her name. © Iighter