Her eyes are grey. His are green. This is what happens when grey and green stare deep into each other. (This story contains mature content, including explicit and suggestive language)

On the surface, Nicole Carlson is your average American teenage girl. She seems to have it all: spot on the cheerleading team, friends, good looks. But, under the surface, Nicole has demons like no one has ever seen. Until Harry came along to fix them.

She looked down at the contract in front of her, thinking of only one thing: She wanted to be with him, no matter what it took. "I'll sign it." *WARNING* - Contains many, many sex scenes, curse words, and BDSM relationship.

He is the danger I want the most.

Have you ever been forced into love. Being so little and innocent that theirs no choice except for dealing with it. Harry soon finds Payton and plans to play a little game with her. Knowing it would make her fall.

"You know, it's not good to be out this late.❞ ❝I know.❞ PUBLISHED DECEMBER 2014 [The story does not end on chapter 12] Copy Right ©GAYBOYHARRY

Trust; A firm belief in the reliability, truth, ability, or strength of someone or something. Louis thinks he's doing the right thing, saving the trembling girl on the edge of the bridge, but he doesn't know that by saving her life he is risking his own.

Widely known as a fierce and competitive Boxer Mr.Styles chance of caring is slim to none considering he's lost all who's important in his life.. Cryssy is open minded and going to uni to become a doctor with a fairly normal home life. You'd think the two are completely different, and trust me they are, but there's still one thing bringing the two back together again and again. The only problem? Harry Styles is determined not to give a shit. -All self promos on this story will be deleted!- *Currently being edited by @pescapaxton*

“Brianna!” he said. Great. I pretended I didn’t hear him and ran down the hall. To my surprise he ran after me. “What?!” I screamed at him. He looked taken aback. I continued walking down the hall. “Um…uh…Mr. Welles…um…” “Would you stop?! Just say it!” I stopped walking and turned around to look at him. He was just standing there. “Well?” I said. “I can’t wait all day.” I started my quest to the principal’s office again. I didn’t hear any footsteps behind me. I glanced back and Harry was still standing there. “Don’t yell at me.” I stopped dead in my tracks. Did he just say something to me? I turned around and took a few steps toward him. “Everyone’s always picking on me and I’m sick of it!” His voice echoed through the hallways. For the first time in my life, I felt sorry for him. -------------------------------------------------- I'm bad at summaries so just read the story