"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!

Aspiring writer Harry Styles is losing his hope as he realizes he has nothing real to write about, that is until Joy comes into his passionless life and makes a big mess out of it. Or A story that tells of love amongst other things, but will never truly be a love story. _____ "But it has finally hit me: she is neither a concept nor a symbol nor a metaphor. She actually exists: she has warm flesh and a spirit that moves." -Haruki Murakami ♧ book cover: @juliforbes ♧

Maybe she never should've joined the game. SHORT STORY.

Meet Louis- Brown hair, Blue eyes, loud, funny, crazy, loves pranks, just got out of a relationship, living a wonderful life in One Direction Meet Brooke- Brown hair, Green eyes, dimples, Broken, hurt, lost, scared, lonely, never had a boyfriend, Step Parents abandoned and kicked her out, never heard of One Direction Louis just got out of a relationship and planned on focusing on his career, no love or girl friends. Well things never work out the way you plan right? That's when he met Brooke. Louis fell for Brooke and same thing goes for Brooke. Brooke is broken, hurt, lost, lonely, and scared when she runs into the one and only Louis Tomlinson. Her step parents abandoned and kicked her out so she has no where to go. Louis helps her out and keeps her a secret from the lads except Brooke was found on accident. Everything goes great when Brooke and Louis have a love connection and she moves in with the lads. There is just one problem. The lads find out Brooke is Harry's long lost sister. Harry becomes protective of Brooke and made a rule not to have the lads date her. Louis promises to protect Brooke, but Harry still doesn't allow it. Will things change? Rules be broken? Promises be broken? Secrets be kept? Will love over come everything? ~Preview~ "I promise I will keep you safe and protect you," he said. "I don't know Louis. I'm scared of what will happen," I said. "Brooke I promise you I will always be here for you no matter what," he said. "What will Harry even say?" I asked. "Doesn't matter. I love you too much to not have you," he said. I looked down and a tear slipped from my eye. He lifted my chin up and cupped my face with his hands. He wiped a tear from my eye and lightly pressed his lips onto mine. I closed my eyes as our lips moved in sync. "I will never leave you," he murmured against my lips. "Do you trust me?" He asked. I opened my eyes and looked back. "I trust you."

A shy boy who sees beauty in everything he lays eyes on, and a confident girl who doesn't believe in love, finding common ground in the world of art. tw.

Eileen Mae Montgomery, better known as El has been working for the Gucci special designs team for two years now. It's her dream job, but theres one thing she hates about it. The rude, narcissist celebrities. When she is assigned to work with Harry Styles to brainstorm and create his tour suits for his second world tour as a solo artists she was going to treat it as she would any other job assignment. That is until he asked her and some members of her team to join him on tour. El's was going to treat him the same as any other celebrity, but Harry had other ideas. She styled his clothes, but he didn't care about the clothes she put on him, he was more interested in what would come after the show, when the sequins and fun colors turned into a pile on the floor. EXCERPT: "I like you El." "Stop saying that. Stop saying you like me." He drops his hands, looking to me in confusion. "So you want me to lie?" He asks, smirking at my annoyance. "No I'd rather you keep it to yourself." I take my phone out , my annoyance rising, his smirk growing. "You've got three minutes before I leave, so talk." I tell him. "You're timing our conversations now?" He laughs a bit. "Two and a half minutes." "Okay fine. You don't show any interest in me unless we're..." His voice trails off, and I roll my eyes. "Unless we're sleeping together... yes, and your point?" COMPLETED!

Marigold Styar has been best friends with Harry Styles since before she can remember. That doesn't mean she doesn't see him as more. As they embark on the new journey of college, and sharing an apartment together in the big city will he finally give in? Will he finally come to terms with what he has with his best friend? Or will he continue to live in his fear of losing their friendship, and his fear of being heart broken by the flirtatious, life of the party Marigold? Their relationship has always been black and white in Harry's eyes because he's positive she doesn't want anything more. For Marigold... Well, it's complicated. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! "Confessing your feelings is the biggest gamble ever played. You'll either get everything you wanted, or lose everything you never wanted to lose." - Rishabh Raj *Story contains mature and explicit content* TW: There is assault, and harassment in this story!

COMPLETED!!! "We got the Confidentiality Agreememt in the mail a week before they moved in, Cora and I both signed of course, we crossed the T's, dotted the I's, the whole deal. It's our second time getting one of those bad boys in the mail since moving here to L.A. The neighborhood, not too shabby, I love it here, but there's never any big stars, last time the agreement was for Ashley Tisdale, though my childhood self would have died to know I would be living next door to THE Sharpay Evans, adult me didn't give two fucks. So I signed it, not really caring, knowing it will be the same as last time, just another star, wanting to live their life as normal as they can, if that's even possible, and I'm being forced into signing this agreement so they can live in a pretend world of nice neighbors and make believe for however long they decide to stay. I was wrong about this one though, upon signing this, I didn't know it would be him, Harry Styles moving in, just next door to me, the girl who hasn't stopped posting about One Direction since she started making YouTube videos." WARNING: there will be language and sexual content(:

When Lola gets chased through one of New York's finest real estates , she finally reaches safety. However, the door in which she stumbled through happened to belong to one of the richest men in New York. In return for hiding her from the Police, the Billionaire composes a deal, a deal that changed lolas life forever... Warning: Sexual content and other mature topics. I will warn you at the beginning of each chapter, so you can skip it if these subjects make you feel uncomfortable . completed, with minor adjustments continuously... Not accepting translations xx