Elle Grey doesn't need anyone. She only needs herself, a paintbrush, and if she gets desperate enough, there are the few people she actually tolerates that she can talk to. She knows that there's more out there in the world - in fact, she spends most of her time either daydreaming or painting about it. She knows that the South Dakotan town she's grown up in is only suffocating her. That's why she finds Harry so intriguing. He's different and he brings out something in her that she wasn't sure was still there. Suddenly she's second-guessing everything she has known her entire life - maybe she does need someone.

"Why did Harry Styles, the biggest man on the planet, choose the tiny, good-for-nothing Irishman?" // © 2014 louisbacon [fanfiction #58]

Ashton Irwin is a hot and famous celebrity that all the people love, look up to, or despise. He's cocky, selfish, and always puts himself before others. Despite his personality, he's pretty much wanted by everyone in the world. But when things escalate to the point that Ashton nearly gets kidnapped, his manager assigns a boy named Luke Hemmings to become Ashton's personal bodyguard, much to the star's reluctance and annoyance. Now Luke follows Ashton wherever he goes to make sure he's safe from any danger, but Ashton is determined to get rid of his bodyguard as soon as possible. WARNING: Grammar Errors, Smut Other pairing(s): Malum Cover: lukesflxwercrown Dom!Luke © 2014 iCheeseYou

Married unwillingly. Cover by ; @Emryswatson

"In all our lives, there is a fall from innocence. A time after which we are never the same." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Once Luke graduated high school he went straight to becoming a cop. But the punk kid who loved him never forgot about those blue eyes. "What's wrong Lukey, you seem nervous?" "I can lose my job for this Irwin." "Didn't stop you from letting me off the hook for breaking and entering, and then letting me fuck you in your cop car."

"Seriously Niall, you need to stop. What if the notes land into the wrong hands?" Harry asked in frustration. "What are you talking about?" Niall looked at him confused. "Don't play dumb, you know very well what I'm talking about." Harry said. "I honestly don't know what you are on about Harry." Niall waved his hands about in emphasis. "It's Mr.Styles." Harry said lowly. "Whatever, I'm out of here." Niall said and slung his bag over his shoulder. "If you dare walk out of here, you'll regret it. I'm serious." Harry said lowly and Niall gulped.