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This is not like a story description now. Basically, I don't know how I'm gonna path a way to this fiction. Why? Because I myself don't have any story as such. But my hand does what my mind says. So, it's just not you, who's gonna wait for the coming chapter, but myself too. You'll​ enjoy it. I promise. Okay, we'll​*. No one's in my head, if you're thinking that, someone is instructing her to do or something​.. living in her head. Well, that's a no. And. And. And. Thanks for choosing this book. Trust me, you'll enjoy it. Because I'm enjoying it. Haha. If you were searching for something humourous or something related to friendship and love you're holding the right book. :¶ And, If you have an annoying friend like me XD. You'll love it. It's nice to be annoying. :P l like being annoying, I'm annoying and you're annoyed now. WOW. And the annoying friend is Greene in my story. I love her just because she's like me. XD XD Go on. Have fun. ____________________________________________________ ♥ MUCH LOVE ♥ ♥♦♥♦♥♦♥♦♥♦♥♦♥♦♥♦♥♦♥♦♥♦♥♦♥♦♥♦♥♦♥♦♥♦♥♦♥♦♥♦♥♦♥

This is a story about criminality,love and choices. When Harry Styles meets the beautiful Elena,he begins rethinking his life choices. But,will he drop everything he has accomplished to live a romance?

This is exactly what the title says it is. It is a collection of moments I tried to capture with words. Each chapter represents an attempt on my part to freeze a moment or a thought in time and conserve it in the shape of a poem. Wether this endeavour is being successful or not, that is for you to tell me. Author's Note: Please take into account that these are not conventional poems. They are written how I felt they should be written at the time I put them down. That being said, do not judge them based on the conventional criteria applied to poetry. Appreciate them for what they are.

Jessica goes to California for summer vacation. She might fall in love. She might screw around. She might lose someone. She might get arrested. But after all its just summer time.

Poems I wrote when I had the biggest crush on this guy or when I was feeling butterflies in my stomach from the things he would do or say. When I was having second thoughts about him. When I was happy, sad, lonely, jittery.