Twoghosts Stories

Harry and Emma meet in an elevator. Things happen. Hi, have a great time reading this. Love, A

the saddest kind of sad is the sad that tries not to be sad. you know, when sad tries to bite its lip and not cry and smile and say "no, i'm happy for you" that's when it's really sad. -john mayer **updating every friday**

She wasn't just in love with a different person but with herself too and she owns it to him, her partner. Together they discovered places they never thought they would and parts of themselves. She wrote once ''I know these places now thanks to you. I can close my eyes and feel comfort, not just with the cities but with the people, the smells, the bridges, the tiny streets and with the perfect spots we discovered while trying to find the most breath-taking scenarios (...) I'm not guilty you don't appreciate fruit, I'm not guilty I enjoy it and I'm definitely not guilty your lips were always kissing mine.'' In the end they were just two lost ghosts. trying to live.

"𝐷𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑒-𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡-𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑎 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒?" © copyright 2019 - All rights reserved.

As my mind wanders, sometimes I get struck with rainbow clouds. So as the words springs out. Let my know your epiphanies too!

Harry styles song lyrics, here are the lyrics to his album if you're bored, just decided to post them!😊 Lots of Love ❤️

Here are the lyrics to Harry Styles self-titled album.

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❝Excuse me? I'm sorry but you are in my seat.' Harry heard a strong voice say behind him. Harry was shocked, he could barely move or speak. 'I...um...I'm so-rry, I didn't know.' Harry stuttered. 'Why am I acting like this? I never act like this! I'm Harry Styles, the most popular kid in school, or was....besides, I'm certainly NOT gay.' 'That's okay, I'll just sit here,' Louis says, pointing to the seat next to him. 'I'm Louis!' 'Harry!' he exclaimed, sounding maybe a little too excited. 'Nice to meet you, Harry.❞ Harry is the popular kid at school...well he was. He had everything he thought he wanted. When his mom got a new job in Doncaster, Harry was not happy about leaving all he had in Holmes Chapel. He hated it in Doncaster...well that was until he met Louis. Started: July 29th, 2020 Ended: N/A Check out the playlists for this story, links in conversations and in my bio!!

"C'mon princess let me tell a bedtime story to you, you can sleep well." He said after he sat on the bed. "Is it will be a scary or princess story?" Asked Darcy. "You'll see darling." Green eyes told her.

Cuando despertó le dolía la cabeza de tanto llorar, y no fue hasta que escuchó sollozos que no eran suyos que vio a Louis. Estaba sentado al borde de la cama. Su rostro enterrado entre sus manos mientras lloraba. Y la libreta de canciones de Harry a un lado. Mierda. - Lou...-Su novio volteo con los ojos y la nariz roja. Su mirada se veía dolida y Harry solo quería ir hasta él y tenerlo en sus brazos hasta que dejara de llorar. - ¿Así es como te sientes Harry? ¿Crees que somos dos fantasmas? El rizado sentía unas inmensas ganas de llorar, no precisamente por que estuviera a punto de pelear con Louis, sino porque justamente así se sentía. Sabía que lo que estaban viviendo eran solo los restos, el fantasma de lo que fueron. - ¡MIERDA HARRY, CONTESTA! ¿Esto es lo que crees que somos? - Louis ya estaba de pie, dando vueltas en la habitación intentando controlar el enojo y el dolor que sentía. - No Lou, no lo creo. Lo sé - bajó la mirada, sabía que era el momento de hablar. De sacar toda la mierda que ambos sentían y creían. Pero el rizado sabía que si veía por un segundo los ojos de su novio no iba a poder hacer nada más que correr a sus brazos y pedirle perdón por cualquier cosa. - Sé que ya no somos lo mismo, sé que esto está jodido. - ¿No... no me amas más? - Ver a Louis tan vulnerable le dolía en el alma. - Te amo Lou, mierda te amo más que a mi vida. Pero eso ya no es suficiente y lo sabes. O la historia detrás de two ghosts

Lyrics to Harry Styles' debut self titled album

I'm living in Hollywood and yet my dreams seem to be the only one that isn't coming through, I wish I could make like a bird a fly away, start fresh, restart. "Do you mind if I ask what your name means?" "Of course, Aviana means 'like a bird' in old latin, and Wren, my middle name, means song bird. So some people call me birdie." I admit, embarrassed that I over shared at the end there. "Birdie" Harry says and I look over at him, "I like that" 22 year old Aviana Wren Garcia finds herself in career rut, sick and tired of working at her grandparents restaurant and being a part time wedding singer on the side, she'd craving more in life. That's when Aviana gets the opportunity of a life time, one last back up vocalist audition, and if she's told know no she'll know its a sign that this isn't the path for her. When Aviana gets the back up vocalist job she is ecstatic, but what she doesn't know is that Harry Styles is waiting to f**k it all up on his first ever world tour. What will happen between the pop star and his back up singer? Will Aviana have a career awakening? Will she regret the adventure she so badly seeked?

The small town of Millwood had always been a quiet and peaceful place. But that all changed when a new family moved in. The Smiths were a strange family. They kept to themselves and rarely spoke to anyone in the town. But what really set them apart was their unusual devotion to their religion.

Two boys, who just want to be together. A whole record label, who will do anything to keep them apart. They have a choice- be together, or throw their careers away. They need to decide, and they are running out of time.

"Hurt is a destructive parasite that latches onto anyone who lets there guard down. And thats what I did. I let him in. I let him destroy me." Alex Grey is a 19 year old collage student on a low budget. She's searching for more than just a bunch a shitty hotels, stories, and advice in hopes of finding what to do next. Through all of this she is also desperately trying to find her dad. Harry Styles is a 21 year old drug addict with locked doors that he thinks have no key. He's not looking for anything but alcohol and sex until he stumbles across her.

Tenatatively, Clara took her right hand out of her pocket. Harry held her hand up gingerly, examining it. "Oh, love, what have you done to yourself?" He kissed her forehead and looked into her eyes. "Surely you know better?" She shook her head no. #KiwiStyles

'we're not who we used to be we're just two ghosts standing in the place of you and me trying to remember how it feels to have a heartbeat' "till death do us part?" "not even death could part us." luke patterson x fem!oc [julie and the phantoms s1]