"You won't forget me when you leave. Will you?" little twelve year old me asked. "Never. How could I forget my favorite baby sister." he said "I'm not a baby." "I won't ever forget you, Em." "Even if you become big and famous?" "Yea." "Pinky promise?" "Promise." One promise my lovely big brother, Harry, broke. He broke this one, and the one he made after the X-factor. He left, then Gemma left. After he left, bullies got worse, and his fans on Twitter hated me. But they all seemed to love Gemma and the other lads sisters. I was the hated sister to anyone in One Direction. I was never good enough. Especially when mum decides to send me off to go live with him and the lads. I wasn't even good enough for my own mother. I guess everyone was right, I am the hated Styles. Warning: selfharm, if triggered easily, please don't read

Gally is the type of guy to rather lash out on people than be calm about it. But can one surprise from the box change everything? (Rights to James Dashner for creating the world of Maze Runner Emily is my own character.)

Reyna popped fresh out of the box with a knife, and a deep hatred for spiders. How was she supposed to know the keeper of the runners wasn't an eight legged monster? Cut her some slack! She had her eyes closed... Meanwhile, Chuck becomes the true fanboy he was born to be. |light hearted TMR fanfic| |written ages ago| |people with asthma beware|