18+ / Very Mature "Please, this is like cliche-central. With a kinky twist." ††† I step under the hot stream of water, soaking my hair, and take a deep breathe. I try and clear my mind, focusing on the way the water feels hitting my body. I turn around, opening my eyes, only to shout out a curse and stumble back. Emma is directly in front of me, taking off her tank top, eyes glued to my body. I hadn't shut the curtains, thinking no one would be in here, and I didn't know if I was happy or mad I did that. I stood there speechless as her small hands grasped the bottom of her sports bra. I inhaled sharply when she pulled it up and over her head, exposing her breasts. They jiggled slightly as she tossed her clothes to the side, and I found my heart rate quickening at an alarming rate. "W-what are you doing?" I breathe out as she pulls her leggings down her body, leaving her in just a thong. "Showering." Emma tells me as if it's obvious.

Louis and Harry were dating in 2013 through to 2015 but broke up at the beginning of the hiatus. They broke up because Harry thought it would be easier for the two of them to be a part longer then if they were still together. But Louis found it different, he was just getting used to being the one Harry loved and when it was taken away he felt useless and worthless. And what none of them expected was for Louis' whole life to come crashing down and everyone he loves starts dying (his mum, his Nan, his granddad and even his sister). And when Louis thinks his life is a shit hole and not needed, Liam gets the band back together. Louis don't want to get back with Harry because he don't want to be hurt again, but when he thinks his life is going to get worse he reaches out to the only person who will listen, Harry, and they end up getting back together. (I will start this at the begging of when Louis' life falls, his mother's death R.I.P Jay, and there will be some time jumps) Maybe a little smut 🙃

Who knew a plane ride could lead to such...luxury? Under major editing

"Cut the shit babe, your parents hired me as your personal body guard so fuck up with the attitude..." ~ When the presidents daughter gets accepted to college on the other side of the country, the last thing she wants is a personal body guard following her around everywhere.

"It's hard letting go. I'm finally at peace but it feels wrong." {Under going editing. It's being rewritten from the beginning, grammatical errors are being fixed. Should be completely edited and polished by December}

It's the year 2020 and Louis gets an unexpected call informing him that one direction were reuniting in no less than a month. When the time comes, no one expected Harry to act the way he does. Or a hate to love fic where Harry and Louis reunite after the hiatus. Completed- 26th jan, 2020

[ONGOING] in which Zayn suffers from the paranoia of an eating disorder, and Liam is unsure of what he wants. {CONTENT MAY TRIGGER} © All Rights Reserved

Was it her beauty that reeled me in? The mysterious, deep, color her eyes contained? Or her addictive smile, smell, or even her personality? It was none of these things. The reason she's too afraid and too sad to even talk is what made her even more mysterious and captivating to me. Not talking for six years as a side affect from a tragic accident is what I learned had caused it; her sister and mothers death traumatized her. And my goal is to help her break free, to help her gain the courage to live her life to the fullest. To speak to me.

I escaped my reality by reading fanfictions. They escaped their fanfictions to become my reality.

*CONTAINS MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT* Have you ever met someone that made falling feel like flying? ~•~~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ Preview: "Do you think, if you jumped from this roof - it'd feel like falling or flying?" I ask, keeping up with our theme of asking random useless questions that we've been going back and forth with for the past half hour. I stare at my feet swinging back and forth, looking down at the alleyway behind the building; pondering the question over in my head that I often wonder too much about. I glance over to Harry when he doesn't answer straight away and he's watching me with a look I can't read. "Unless you were a bird or could fly, it would just feel like falling. Because you'd know you were going to hit the ground" he decides to answer, staring at me like he's somewhat bothered that I asked him that. I look back down at the ground, and shrug my shoulders, "I think if you didn't care about hitting the ground it could feel like flying for a few seconds." ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ STARTED 11TH MARCH 2019 - ONGOING