I Want to Write You a Song

It all started with the headaches. Harry's fine, he thought just so so tired. My own rendition of the iconic Cold Blue Water fic.

Through The Dark {Niall Horan}

Niall Horan has some problems. He fakes smiles all day, then cries himself to sleep at night. He has secrets. Terrible secrets. He doesn't want to be this way anymore. But he's already too far in. He's already lost himself. But the question is, will he ever be able to find himself again? **Warning** Contains all type...

young and beautiful || larry s.

Louis, to his horror, attends an elitist university in which the name Zayn Malik means something, Niall Horan doesn't stop talking, there are pianos everywhere, and Harry Styles, only son of a drug-addled, clinically insane ex-rocker, has a perfect smile and empty eyes. WARNING: all rights go to velvetoscar on ao3 Cov...

lost memories | l.s.

built memories | a sequel

❝It's 12:26 am and I'd like to scream at you and tell you that I miss you but instead I just closed my eyes and whispered "you're a fool for letting me go.❞ [sequel to lost memories] [warnings: sexual content]