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What is love? (O2L Fan Fiction)

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Reads 146,939
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Parts 25
Time 2h 44m

andrea andrearussett connor connorfranta finn finnharries franta harries jack kian kianlawley lawley moran pottorff rickydillon russet sam sampottorff trevor wattypopfic13 wattyyoutube13

We try to figure out the real meaning of love. But how come nobody can define it? Why is it that every time you fall in love you always end up hurt? Will you catch me when I fall? I'm slowly breaking, my heart is torn. What use to be a happy life, is slowly fading away. I'm living in hell. People say I love you but do they actually mean it, or are they just saying it and not knowing what it means? Pain only hurts unless it's relevant, but i'm not hurting, i'm just trying to get back on my feet, and find the person I love. But before I can do that, please tell me What Is Love?All Rights Reserved

andrea andrearussett connor connorfranta finn finnharries franta harries jack kian kianlawley lawley moran pottorff rickydillon russet sam sampottorff trevor wattypopfic13 wattyyoutube13

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Potent Amour by Swagmarshmellow100

I made a promise, a commitment, a vow, and an oath that I'd never fall into the brutality they call love ever again, as it is something not to be toyed with. Think of it this way: Love is like a scented candle. The candle stick and the waxed aroma make the candle itself. Then it's ignited by a great inferno, and together, they make a beautiful thing. It burns for a long time, but then it loses that flame, that spark that ignited the creature. I guess the two most important ingredients gave up on each other. "Love" can be a metaphor, a simile, but most of all, a promise. A promise that can't be kept, something that waits until infinity to be broken. At least that's what I, Roseabella Swayed, once believed.

The Sister Of Popular by jaxehh

"Why can't I be popular and have friends?" Levi and Lexi are twins. They are closer than close. They've always stuck together and been best friends. They've always told each other everything. After years of homeschooling, they're to join the local comprehensive, Dowerling, for Year 10. While Levi moves straight into the popular crowd with girls swooning at his feet, Lexi totally messes up in front of them and is officially a loner. Somehow, Lexi discovers another side to Levi. One that doesn't care at all for her. One that has no time for her. The new Levi who hates Lexi. Desperate to get her brother back, and desperate to get a social life, Lexi is fixated to an amazing website: How To Get A Life - The forum website for all the people who are struggling with making friends and being a social butterfly, with tips and chats from other users. Join Lexi in this tale of popularity, friendship, emotions, love and discovery of the real world. WARNING: may be slightly triggering in some chapters (tw: self-harm, sucicide, depression etc.) (a/n: it's been three years since I wrote this story but thank you so much to all the supporters over the years. this is a cringey mess but it's also one of the things that is very dear to my heart and this should be staying up for the foreseeable future, even though I wrote this when I was 12 and I can barely look at it. thank you so much for reading <3)

Her Secret by jamesy__

• • • • • Watching from afar has become my new way of life. Watching my friends be happy, watching my peers live in a blissful ignorance, and watching my family watch me wither away. Being diagnosed with cancer was a painful punch to the gut, a wake up call I didn't think I needed. And as I watched my family crumble apart under the weight of my sickness, I made the decision that nobody else would ever know. So my cancer is my secret, it's locked away in so many vaults that nobody will ever be able to reach it. Not even Zach Dawson.

Fix Me, I'm Broken by Ana11e1y

Walking into an empty house is normal to me. I guess I got tired of saying 'I'm home' when nobody is home to reply. It wasn't always like this. I remember when our family was close. Now we don't see each other any more. We don't talk to each other. We don't eat with each other. We don't ACKNOWLEDGE each other. This all happened after my 'Mother' killed herself. My father blames me. This is my story about how I learned to not count on anyone else but myself. I'm broken. I'm used. No one can fix me. But when the New Boy in town tries to fix me, everything will change. Good change or Bad change, I don't know. Only time will tell. I want to enter this story in the #Wattys2015 please help me out and vote and comment on my story. I'll really appreciate it!!! #Wattys2015 COPYRIGHTED Â© 2014 BY Anallely ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Â®

Camp Where The Hell Are We? | ✓ by partiallyprecarious

Completed. ☼ " Her denial, that was like a dam holding back a flood of feeling, of sweet relief for desperate soil, holding back a flood it stood no chance against, as yet another crack formed with a strong wave that already knew it had won. On the other side Marley stood, watching her dam's inevitable, impending destruction - fearing, knowing, that quenching her aching thirst would be synonymous with drowning, would be synonymous with coming up for air, would be synonymous with surrendering to a force of nature that was beautiful in all its calm, but terrifying in all its chaos. He absentmindedly tucked a loose flyaway behind her ear. Right then. Another crack in her last line of defence. Another rolling back of a wave, gaining strength, beating against the tired concrete. Another overflow rolling above the wall, droplets racing to sink into her every vulnerable place. Another enigma - still being afraid, while watching the water, and feeling the ache " ☼ Praise for 'Camp Where The Hell Are We?' "the fact that this book isn't just a book. it's a life lesson it teaches us the importance of friendship on how to be grateful that most of us live comfortable lives this book is such a masterpiece and deserves to be more recognized" - @voidtonkin "No book has changed or influenced me as much as this. Marley has inspired me to be more kind, forgiving and mature. Aiden has taught me to look for all the small things. Gabby showed me that real friendship is standing up for the other no matter what. Every book I read is a part of who I am, and this is one of the biggest parts. Thank you." - @ah-sh-ih-k-ah "I could feel every emotion, like I was standing right there, just on the outside looking in. Couldn't sleep until I finished this." - @justwonderfulbaby "You have such a beautiful and unique way with your words, I love this story so much and it and you deserve so much recognition. It's beautiful." - @hayleysfault ☼ partiallyprecarious, 2018

I Dont Know by joosssayloves1d

Love, what is it? Does love have a definition or is it a opinion upon someone else? How is love fun when you get hurt in the end? How is love fun when you have never known the feeling?

Trust Me- A Zach Herron fanfiction ✓ by fangirled101

⚠️WARNING⚠️ I wrote this when I was 12 years old in 2017. The Paul Brothers were all the rage and they owned YouTube and everyone thought they were the second coming of Christ for some reason so keep that in mind. If you want a healthy dose of 2017 Wattpad cliches, horrible wiring and fashion sense, and a trip back to pre covid hopeless romantic teenager-dom, read this. It's a treasure. Everyone believes that teenagers don't know what true love is. The thing is, not everyone knows the truth. Not everyone loves. But some people can love. And some people are scared to.

H O W W E M E T (JRA) (✔️) by zacharydeanherronx

Love is hard. It's unfair, difficult and confusing. That's what Y/n realized too. New school year, new guys in class, new friends and new enemies. And everything is unsure when something drastic happens. Will everything eventually work out? Read to find out ;)

A College Distraction (A College Tale #1) by fridajak

*COMPLETED* Ella: College is overwhelming for everyone. Add being a freshman here on a scholarship from Sweden, trying to make a new life for myself, I have no time for any distractions. I need to be on my A game at all times, even when 'mr QB one', or Adonis himself, enters my life. Nothing more can grow between us than friendship. I have to make sure of that. Mac: I have always been a believer at love at first sight and when I see her I know she is it. She insists we can only be friends but I plan to show her how good we are for each other, and as the sizzling attraction between us only grows stronger, it is harder and harder to stay away and I know she can feel it too. Love is never easy and sometimes we do stupid things in the name of love. One devastating decision leaves them both despair and the question is if they are going to make it out of this stronger than ever, or forever at loss. (Can be read as a standalone)

o2l imagines and preferences|completed by dreamybabes

o2l imagines completed November 7th 2016 10:18PM. all good things come to end but they live forever in our hearts. I wrote this when I was much younger, and although I've edited some of it, it's not the best. I'm not gonna tell you not to read it, but you were forewarned💓 all rights reserved dreamybabes 2015-2016 undergoing very infrequent and slow editing

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Potent Amour

I made a promise, a commitment, a vow, and an oath that I'd never fall into the brutality they call love ever again, as it is something not to be toyed with. Think of it this way: Love is like a scented candle. The candle stick and the waxed aroma make the candle itself. Then it's ignited by a great inferno, and together, they make a beautiful thing. It burns for a long time, but then it loses that flame, that spark that ignited the creature. I guess the two most important ingredients gave up on each other. "Love" can be a metaphor, a simile, but most of all, a promise. A promise that can't be kept, something that waits until infinity to be broken. At least that's what I, Roseabella Swayed, once believed.