A shy girl sneaks into a strip club....

Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

Meet Selena Gomez, the girl who had it all. She was beautiful, rich, had the perfect job, lived in a gorgeous house, was married to one of the handsomest men in town, and to top it all off had the sweetest personality. From the outside it seemed like her life was perfect, but no one knew what went on inside the walls of that gorgeous house.

"Then I was forced to watch him walk away from me for the last time. It was only after he closed the door behind him that tears finally streamed down my face. Harry was out of my life now." Only now it's 5 years later and everything has changed. They're no longer the same people you remember them as. They're people with grown-up responsibilities with themselves and with the people around them. In those five years they've learn how to love without each other. They've learn how to be apart and survive. They know that they can survive without each other. But surviving doesn't always meaning fully living. Continue to follow Cailin and Harry's journey throughout this sequel.

[halloween special: ✔] When I had decided to go to my best friend's boyfriend's Halloween party I hadn't expected five things to happen. One, that Blake would have me go dressed up as a "sexy vampire". Two, there would be a contest on who could scare me the most (damn you, Payne). Three, I would be ditched by my best friend so she could be all up on Mr. British. Four, my only company would be a non-frightening ghost that merely had a sheet draped over his head. And lastly, five,that I would find myself on an adventure with said ghost, and find myself falling for him. Well, this was clearly an eventful Halloween. ©2015 TypicalFangirlx all rights reserved.

Dear Diary, I saw her tweets today, of her fangirling over me. She doesnt even know that I in fact do notice. She makes me smile. Aʟʟ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋs ᴀʀᴇ ᴄᴏᴘʏʀɪɢʜᴛᴇᴅ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ Cᴏᴘʏʀɪɢʜᴛ, Dᴇsɪɢɴs ᴀɴᴅ Pᴀᴛᴇɴᴛs Aᴄᴛ 1988. Tʜɪs ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇs ᴀʟʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʀᴏʟᴏɢᴜᴇs/ᴇᴘɪʟᴏɢᴜᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴀssᴏᴄɪᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ. Aɴʏ ᴜɴᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀɪᴢᴇᴅ ᴄᴏᴘʏɪɴɢ, ʙʀᴏᴀᴅᴄᴀsᴛɪɴɢ, ᴍᴀɴɪᴘᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴅɪsᴛʀɪʙᴜᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏʀ sᴇʟʟɪɴɢ ᴏғ ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴄᴏɴsᴛɪᴛᴜᴛᴇs ᴀs ᴀɴ ɪɴғʀɪɴɢᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴏғ ᴄᴏᴘʏʀɪɢʜᴛ. Aɴʏ ɪɴғʀɪɴɢᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜɪs ᴄᴏᴘʏʀɪɢʜᴛ ɪs ᴘᴜɴɪsʜᴀʙʟᴇ ʙʏ ʟᴀᴡ. © 2013 @stylaroids Love, Harry Styles

CurlyBuns94: Liam, we need some milk. Thx, mate. Me: This isn't Liam... CurlyBuns94: OH LORD I TYPED THE WRONG USERNAME. Me: Of course you did. [AUGUST 17 2017 - RANKED #576 IN FANFICTION] [SEPTEMBER 16 2017 - RANKED #106 IN FANFICTION]

A boy in London. A girl from Texas. Both trying to escape the and find something new. Little did they know that scribbles on a wooden table at Starbucks would change it all. ••••••••••• A Harry Styles Short Story. Part of the Message Series, in including: twitter dms, fan friend, pen pal and tumblr friend. All copyright belongs to @ashtonschuckle. No stealing ideas, characters or plot line.

Cinderella /cin-der-el-la/ [4 sylls.] as a girls' name is pronounced sin-de-RE-la. It is of French origin, and the meaning of Cinderella is "little ashes". The name from the fairy tale, derived from Cendrillon. Very rare. Cover Made By: @DangerouslyShady

(IN EDITING) Hi. I'm Nicole Miller and I've been in foster care since I was born seventeen years ago. I've moved around a lot to say the least. Over the years I've been used, abused, and sexually harassed by my various foster parents. Now, I'm moving again. I never know quite what to expect. All I know about this new family is that their last name is Styles, or something along those lines. For some reason my caseworker really thinks I'll like these people. And I really hope she's right.