I hate her, I hate her, I fucking hate her. If she died right now, I wouldn't care. My main concern would be how I would get my money for this stunt. I have not an ounce of a feeling for this girl in front of me, yet I can't move under her angry gaze. I wouldn't dare. "Fuck you." I whisper out a pitiful insult to get the last word. "Fuck you." She replies just as quietly, taking a deep inhale as she holds our eye contact. She grinds her jaw as she stays looking at me, eyes scanning over my face with a huff. I hold my same scowl, still not backing away from her. I'm stuck in my place, my face not even an inch away from hers. I don't know how it happened, who started it, or what, but before I know it, her lips are on mine and I'm shoving her body backwards into the shelf. - Aubrey Hart and Harry Styles, costars in the movie "Forbidden Connection", hate each other. On screen, they're happily in love and yearning for each other's touch. Outside of that, though, it's constant yelling and fighting between the two of them. There's never a second of peace. Harry goes too far with what he says and Aubrey claps back in an instant. They don't clash very well whatsoever. When they're offered a big paycheck for a PR relationship, will the forced closeness become a little too real? Will they start to grow an understanding for each other? It's like they all say... there's a fine line between love and hate. **MATURE CONTENT** HIGHEST RANKINGS #1 in enemiestolovers #1 in harrystyles #1 in louistomlinson #1 in zaynmalik #1 in liampayne STARTED JANUARY 2021 - COMPLETED JULY 2021

Harry Styles is the principal at Little Valley Elementary School. Quinn is a busy single mom to Maggie, who's just starting Kindergarten.

"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!

Ally and Harry, two complete opposites. What happens when you put the most popular girl in school and her tutor together? A short story about what happens when two people from different social standings come together for more than just a late night study session. *This story contains mature and explicit content*

[COMPLETED] Book 2 of the 'Just' Series. *Erotic Romance* *MATURE* Ellie Taylor is a girl who has had it all thrown at her in this thing called life. She's done, over it, just wishing to have love in her life to make things just a little better and a little more complicated. #1 Eroticromance ; (9/12/2020)

Erotica *MATURE* [COMPLETED] Book 1 Ellie Taylor is hiding from her past, trying to fix her broken life piece by piece. She has no intention on being in a relationship, even when Maddox enters her life. *** Maddox Bouchard is the fuckboy every girl dreams of fucking. When he set his sights on Ellie, he knew he had to have her. "Maybe I want to prove you wrong." His hand tugged at the hem of his shirt that laid on my body. "About?" "I can definitely make you cum." His lower lip snaked between his teeth as he eyed my annoyed expression. Max dipped his head to the nape of my neck, his breathing warming my cool skin. *** #5 in romance #1 in eroticromance #2 in BoyxGirl #7 in College #3 in eroticastories #3 in Collegeromance #1 in Hook-ups) *As of 11/15/2020 this story is undergoing editing*

"I want to dance with you in the middle of this street." She laughed at me, "Why on earth would you do that?" "Because I said I would." I twirled her around and pulled her back to me as I began to sing softly into her ear, "If the whole world was watching, I'd still dance with you; Drive highways and byways to be there with you. Over and over, the only truth: everything comes back to you." She pulled away from me and looked at me. "Niall--" "Siobhan, stop. Before you say anything, please let me say this first. I've been wanting to say this to you for I don't even know how long. And it's something I should've said a long, long time ago." She let go of me and stepped back. She looked at me inquisitively before saying, "Okay." I looked at her, she was finally going to let me say everything I had been longing to say. Now was my chance, and whatever the outcome, I would force myself to be content with it. I took a deep breath and began.....

We both turned to head out towards the streets, lifting our heads towards the sun as its warmth hit us. "Vada?" I asked. She turned to face me, her features the softest they had been all day. "Yes?" she answered, quietly. "Why did we do this? What did we spend all this time building if this is how it's going to end? Why did we climb only to fall so far?" She sighed. Not an angry or over dramatic sigh, like she had done earlier in the day. But, a real, soft, apologetic sigh. "Niall, the only thing I can say is that ultimately we all think we can fly. We all think we're Icarus." "What do you mean?"

"You know that Alessia Cara song "Scars to Your Beautiful"?" "Mmhmm." "I used to think she was saying 'we're scars and we're beautiful' instead of 'we're stars and we're beautiful'. I kind of wish that was what she was saying, ya know. I mean, we're all flawed, right? We're all scars."

Choking on air this time, I practically yelled, "She doesn't need a hook up! She needs to be alone. She needs to get her head on straight. She's thinks she's not worth anything to anyone. She doesn't need some random hookup or new boyfriend. She needs to be---" "With you?" She looked at me oddly, expectantly, smugly. I coughed, "What?!" Just then Harry came up behind her. "What's going on here?" "Nothing. I'm just forcing Niall here to realize what's right in front of him." "That sounds like a terrible idea." "What the fuck are you two talking about?" I asked. "Oh, I don't really want them to hook up, Harry. I wanted to see what his reaction would be. I want Niall here to finally fucking notice. I mean, for god sake's we've all had to watch it the last year and a half." "What the fuck is going on?!" I yelled, causing anyone within earshot to look over at me, including Esta. She looked at me, concern on her face. "He clearly needs someone to spell it out for him and if his own bandmates won't do it, then I will! Someone needs to tell him before she finds some other loser who doesn't deserve her." "Tell me what?" I asked, still completely lost. Kendall turned to me, "Tell you that you're in love with Esta."