What happens at camp stays at camp. // est. July 26th, 2014 - #1 in fanfiction [cover by lex]

{bonus book} ✓ - Dearest Liam, From the moment I saw you, I knew you were going to be special. I just knew it. But you can’t always get what you want, or whom you want, can you? Some things are not meant to be. We never were, Liam. Never. Truly yours, Phoebe

{book 1} ✓ - ❝ Once upon a time… Wait, are you shitting me? This story doesn’t start like this. On the contrary! This story is about a girl who thought had enough of men but, of course, her words backfired on her face. Yeah, this girl is me. An average girl… Okay, not so average, more insane, I would say. Whatever. This is my story and if you want to know what happened, keep reading, because it all started with an eating contest. ❞

{book 2} ✓ - ❝ I'm tired of pity, of everyone looking at me like "poor Zayn, infatuated with his best mates's girl". I know it's not okay and if it were so easy to forget about her I would've done it already. It's not. But I just need time, not people to pity me and force me to move on. Why can't they understand that? I just need time and someone to understand. ❞

"So what do we do?" "We can work something out. There's just one problem... We can't let your brother find out." ❁ Available now to order! Link in bio!

Evie Jones was seemingly in tact. Her life was a representation of perfection. Niall Horan was seemingly self-assured. His life a representation of indifference. On the outside, they were ideal; in no way flawed. But that was the outside- A mirage of falsity. Evie and Niall were platonic. An innocent friendship between two neighbours. But what happens when the outside walls begin to crumble and their built up perfections vanish? Will they step away? Or will they find love and stay? Niall Horan AU - this is fiction. *NOT TRANSLATING* This story will deal with issues that may cause personal triggers - depression, anxiety, and other mental disorders. If you struggle with any of these things, don't hesitate to talk to someone (a professional). You are loved and have a purpose.

It all comes back in flashbacks. How does a "good girl" like me end up going to a therapist every day for anger issues, depression, and a drinking problem? Harry Styles. I made the mistake of falling in love with this selfish, rude, angry, filthy rich British brat. But since I ended things with him three months ago, why is he trying so desperately to contact me again? And how come he's not the one in therapy? He's always been the unstable one, not me! This is all just so ironic.

The young, outgoing, good looking and enthusiastic football coach Louis meets quiet, confused, mysterious Megan. She's gone through a lot since her dad died. Since that day, her dedication to the one thing she loves most died as well. In the middle on the field. Meg has built a wall around herself isolating everyone else around her but her sister. And Louis wants to break through that wall. To find out who Megan Gastrell really is. ✔️ COMPLETE ✔️ (I wrote this almost 8 years ago. I was roughly 14 years old so some parts might be a bit cringey. I hope you enjoy the overall story anyway!)

✔️ COMPLETE ✔️ Meg's someone who finds her past dark as the pits of hell. Something she's not proud of. Something she regrets. Who knew one thing you love will get vanished at one point and everything else goes along with it? Is the darkness there enough to, let's say... End your life? Summer of 2013, Meg met Louis. She realizes how different they are. Louis' loud and carefree while Meg's been quiet and reserved. He's outgoing while Meg prefers to be alone. But ever since she met him, she finds herself changing even more. She finds herself so close in breaking through her dark past but the devils has gotten in the way. (I wrote this almost 8 years ago. I was roughly 14 years old so some parts might be a bit cringey. I hope you enjoy the overall story anyway!)

Yup no one likes me. I'm a burden but hey, I'm smart and I've got a future ahead of me. When I'm 18 I plan on leaving my family. Why? Maybe because my mum is so over protective I can barely breathe? Yeah, but it's okay because he teaches me how to be free, he teaches me how to let loose, He's my freedom. Things are turning out better than I expected, or so I thought...