[second book after 'quondam'] i didn't embrace my love for you until it was too late. + lowercase intended. alternate universe. emotional.

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.

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.*

𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝, 𝙚𝙫𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙞𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙮 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙚. 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙞𝙣𝙫𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧'𝙨 𝙬𝙚𝙙𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙙𝙖𝙮𝙨. 𝙝𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧-𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙖 𝙨𝙪𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧, 𝙚𝙫𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙨 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙞𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙜𝙤 𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙮𝙨. @softprada 2020. [ COMPLETED. ] ☆ HARRY STYLES FANFICTION.

"Sierra, you go with Harry Styles." I raised up my head at the words, giving my teacher an incredulous glance. "Do I really have to?" Was the only thing I managed to say. The teacher gave me an annoyed look. "Did you not understand? You go with Harry Styles." I turned my head to look at him. At the mention of his name he glanced up, and if his green eyes hadn't frozen me in place already, the unimpressed look he gave me would've done it right away. [BOOK ONE] [BOOK TWO - AQUARELLE] Started: Feb 2018 Completed: April 2019 18/01/19 #1 in fanfiction 28/09/18 #1 in harrystyles 06/10/18 #1 in harry • THE FICTION AWARDS WINNER 2019 - BEST FANFICTION •

"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!