"Every girl wants a bad boy that will be good just for her" Brooklyn wasn't trying to find that kind of boyfriend. Until she met Justin. Can Manhattan Princess and Bronx Bad Boy fall in love? Upside downs or only true love? What is going to happen?

"You're weird." "And you're not?" - This is a story about a girl who changed into her true self and the boy who helped her do it.

"Please don't leave me." "I have to." "Let's runaway, we can be together forever." He looked down to her, watched as the sadness took over her face. "I would love nothing more than to be with you forever." She sighed. "Then let's leave, forget school, forget our parents, let's take off. Us against the world baby." He smiled small, sliding a piece of her hair that fell on her face, behind her ear. She looked down at her feet, wiggling her toes, paying too much attention to the flip flops on her feet. "What would have happened if I would have met you in 5 years?" He spoke softly, tears threatening to leave his eyes. "We probably would have been able to live our lives together, forever." She sighed, placing the palm of her hand on his cheek. She smiled as he closed his eyes and leaned into her touch. "I love you." "I love you more." HIGHEST RANKINGS: #6 JELENA #1 SG #137 WATTPAD #219 JUSTINBIEBER #160 SELENAGOMEZ ✏️: April 8th, 2017 ✏️: ongoing

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"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

{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. ❞

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"Skin like porcelain, hair silky and long, manners be perfect, or you'll surely be gone." (cover by moonxriver)