Stylesau Stories

probably the most ironic story you'll ever read. El oh el. © SMUGGYSTYLES 2019

❝At a whopping 590.5 million dollars, the third largest lottery jackpot in history was claimed last night by a man named Harry Styles in South Tuscon, Arizona.❞

❝Her thoughts were insane. Her mind was scarred. She expected too much, From a cold, lifeless heart.❞ © clovergirl_ all rights reserved. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this book's author and/or owner is strictly prohibited

He was the day, bright and cheerful, And he was the night, mysterious and alluring...

"Sometimes the best memories in life are the ones you make with people you barely know." - In which two hopeless teens run away from everything they've ever known and cared about.

There you came in my mind like a motion picture of memories we had made, from today until way back four years ago. And as I blinked three times, I knew I wasn't going to be in the warmth of your arms, but in the confines of my bedroom, where I would be four winters ago.

𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎, 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎.

"Depression isn't always at 3am, sometimes it hits you at 3pm when you're with friends and you're half way through a laugh and suddenly stop."

You can't fix yourself by breaking someone else.

Faye Hart was only trying to run away from her life and New Years but when she crosses path with Harry, he refuses to give up on her and shows her that you don't need a lot of cash to feel good about yourself.

we were in the bathtub. him, hugging me from the back; my head, resting on his shoulder. we were completely silent. the sunshine was seeping through the blinds, hitting my fire-colored hair making the different shades of crimson dance with my every breath. the warmth of the water taking away all of the ugly of the world off of our bodies. calm. he kissed my temple, i sighed with a soft grin on my face. i could feel his heartbeat on my back, matching with mine. i was never the one who felt incomplete alone, by myself, but at this exact moment, i was complete. serene. he was gently caressing my arm up and down. "do you know who you remind me of?" he broke the silence. "who?" i asked. "venus from botticelli's 'birth of venus',"

staples hold things together when they'd otherwise fall apart. copyright © 2014 dipdyestyles.