Expectation It's a eleven lettered burden some word. I didn't expect much just a happy family. I was a good caring daughter of my parents and a loyal one one word from them is a world to me........ then .........then why is it that I have to face such hard ships.......... mom says i am perfect in every angle then just why....... why..... did my husband abandon me the next day of my marriage......... am I soo un lovable..... or is it that I expected more than what I deserve I don't get it no practical logic fits this situation in even if it does my eyes don't know how to stop pouring its emotions out. I sit in a dark room encircling my arms around my knees thinking just where..... where did I go wrong. Expectation........ I should have never done that. There is no prince charming........

Why is this happening to me? My dad always told me that if i was a good person only good things will happen to me. I've been a good person, i think All i wish is to be able to roam the street of New York freely again. It is said that the truth will always come out But when will the truth come out? is it when everyone is dead?

Harry once asked me what was the most painful thing I've endured in my life, I couldn't answer to him back then but, hearing his desperate plead for me to hold on I got my answer now. ¨Hold on please, darling.¨ And for the first time since knowing him I wanted to listen to him only now I physically couldn't but I forced myself for him, for my ray of sunshine, for my angel. It took everything in me to open my eyes but I mustered all my energy and weakly opened them to see my favorite shade of green staring back at me, and almost as a reflex ever so slowly my lips curled up at the sight of him. However, at the sight of me grief washed all over his face. I'm here but it's as if he was mourning me. I've never felt so helpless in my life, I wanted to assure him that this isn't his fault, I wish I had the strength to. ¨I'm sorry baby, I'll get us out of here.¨ Watery eyes and a determined face promised me and the only thing I could muster was a weak smile. And with that he turned to face our aggressor. ¨My house, my chair, my wife,¨ At the sound of the last word my heart literally skipped a beat and I swear my eyes almost budged off my face when a second ago I could barely keep them open. ¨You better kill me before I fucking get free, you're on borrowed time and I fucking swear I'll have the time of my life making you pay for what you're doing to my wife.¨ ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It's not the most ideal thing to be a mafia leader with two kids, and it surely isn't the most logical thing to fall in love with your enemy. -------------- A dark Harry fic with a little twist. Or maybe two.

Louis and Harry grew up together, and were best friends even in their earliest memories. They are 12 years old when Louis has to move to Australia, and they never expect anything to be the same again. They make a pact, a promise to one another, put it in a bottle and throw it out to sea. They promise to get back in touch if any of them ever find the bottle again. A silly, childish pact that isn't so silly when you're only twelve years old. Seven years later, fate turns in their favour. Louis stumbles upon an old, green bottle and Harry just happens to be in Australia as an exchange student. They spend time together catching up, but no amount of time can make up for the seven years they spent apart. It's almost cruel when you realise the one thing most important to you has been in front of you all the while, yet you never realise.

"Listen," Harry said sternly, sitting up on the bed. "Don't interrupt...just don't even talk. Listen. I want what's best for my daughters, and sometimes, I don't think you are. You're not constant with your visits and you only care about being the cool, favoured dad instead of the one that cares about his daughters safety. If you want to be a part of their lives, you need to visit more often. Pick Katie up from daycare. Quit smoking. Put Emily on the trolley to school. Act like a real father. Then, maybe, I'll take you more seriously." He paused. "Got it?" - Louis was the perfect boyfriend. He was sweet, caring, and loving. Up until Harry gave birth to their daughter. After that Louis smoke, drank, and even started dating some girl. Now Louis' trying to be a better father.

too broken heart people. wow those relationships never go so well. or does it? well if you wanna know read and find out.

"Do you think we could ever be just friends" Summer of 2010 was when it all started, the roller coaster of emotions. How did one kiss make it into something that blinded us? He was sour and he was sweet... What happened to them? {Larry Stylinson AU}

What happens when your life turns into hell after your best mate/ lover committed 'suicide'? What happens when you go years thinking you best mate, you lover, your everything is dead, but find out their not.. Will they be too late? or would they save you just in time?

Louis and Harry were inseparable from the moment they met. But when Harry has to move, will their friendship survive? And when they reunite will they be able to overcome the obstacles of a jealous ex, constant judgement, and the lies? *Completed and Edited* Copyright © 2013 LashtonLarry

"No one knows?" "Nope." "No strings attached?" "Nope." "Fine." --- Louis Tomlinson has been battling depression ever since his dad commit suicide. He doesn't have many friends and to make matters worse; he's gay. That's when Harry shows up in Doncaster. He's rude, stubborn, and close minded. Harry immediately hates Louis. Louis is the exact opposite of Harry, he's quiet, polite, broken, weak. But when there is only 2 homosexual lads in one town, you learn to accommodate. That's where it started; harmless fun. A quick shag now and then. But when Harry is around Louis' depression disappears, his nightmares of his dad are gone too. Can hate really change into love? ****WARNING: some of the chapters are private so you must be following me to read them. (the smut chapters) {also first time writing full on smut}