The tragic love story of a sad girl and a dead boy who must work together to find his killer, amid heartbreak, mystery, and learning that perhaps death is not the end. [COMPLETED]

[ completed with alternate ending ✔️ ] joli [french] /'julë/ 1. pretty; cute 2. handsome; nice; pretty ♡ ❝ Best fends fo-ever, 'ight 'Azzie? ❞ ❝ Of course, Lou. ❞ His father always knew that he was different. It started when he didn't want to get rid of his childhood crib. Then, he couldn't stop sucking his thumb and he preferred to use baby bottles or sippy cups rather than a regular glasses. He also took a liking toward the clothes you would find in the girl's section- skirts, dresses, and pink fuzzy socks. Louis was different, and Harry loved everything different about him. Even when life got in the way of his ability to show that love, he managed to find a way back to his best friend. Highest ranking: #35 in larrystylinson - 01/10/19 © prideinlou 2021 | All Rights Reserved

" Hey, Styles!" One of the jocks from across the field shouts, making the curly headed boy turn his head to where the voice was coming from. " Ha, nevermind! I forgot you can't see shit, what a loser the blind kid is." The guy laughs. as his friends pat him on the back, howling with laughter. Harry just shakes his head, frowning, head down, as he leans against the tree. I walk over to him and sit down. " Hey." I say, smiling. " What, are you going to make fun of me too?" He scowls, keeping his head down, his dark glasses hitting the brim of his nose. " No...I would do that if I had no life, but in this case I do. I'm Georgie." I put my hand on his shoulder. ( THIS STORY IDEA BELONGS TO @bedsheets! GO FOLLOW HER ! THIS COVER WAS MADE BY HER ALSO GO CHECK OUT HER COVER REQUEST BOOK OR PREMADE COVERS!)

He was the boy who wished to be free from fear. She was the one he found comfort in. A dysfunctional love story about a boy with anxiety and a girl who wants nothing more than to reach out to him.

"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!

Harry Styles thinks he's worthless. When he wakes up his dad beats him up. At school people bully him and call him names. When he comes home from school he gets beaten by his father. He cries himself to sleep hoping tomorrow will be better. But what happens when the new girl wants to become friends with him?

It all started when a good girl met a bad boy and they fell in love. (WARNING: i wrote this when i was thirteen)

"He clenched his fists to bring himself back to earth, shutting off the tap. He stood stationary, wondering if anything he had been thinking for the last five minutes made any sense at all. Every thought was about her; he wanted her more than anyone. He came down to one conclusion: he was truly obsessed with her." Cover credit to @Nargles

"I have been watching you for a while now, my love" he whispered darkly in my ear. "Why are you doing this to me" I squeaked, earning a low chuckle from him. "Because" he said, moving his hands from the wall above my head and down my body, resting very low on my waist. "I can". ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Highest Rank: 1st in Fanfiction WARNING: Contains sexual content and mature language, read at own risk!! Copyright All Rights Reserved © fxckingpayno

"It was your love that got us into this mess" she said, running her hands over my shoulders. "Well, baby, it's going to be yours that gets us out of it" I said quietly. ~ Sequel to Excessive WARNING: Contains sexual content and mature language, read at own risk!! Copyright All Rights Reserved © fxckingpayno