"it wasn't even sexual, he was just...feeling me. like all he wanted was...to touch."

***SECOND BOOK OF ONE DIRECTION SERIES*** Gwen just broke up with her boyfriend Leo. She didn't know what to do with her life until she met Zayn and Harry. Gwen, Harry and Zayn instantly became friends when they met because of Jasmine. As Harry and Zayn get to know Gwen, they start to fall in love with her. But Gwen is falling in love with Zayn, and Zayn has a girlfriend! And Gwen doesn't want to fall in love again after her break up with Leo. Zayn wanted to tell how he felt about Gwen, which will make Harry heartbroken because Zayn knows he is also falling in love with Gwen. What will Harry do to get the girl he wanted to be with? What will Zayn do to tell Gwen how he felt? What will happen to Gwen as she starts to fall in love? Copyright © 2013 Jasmine C.

What happens when you fall for the best man?

There has always been this strange boy living in the neighborhood. He never talks to anyone, he's always alone. He never lets anyone help him with what he is going through, but when he meets Mary Green will he let her help him or push her away like everyone else ? *Copyright* ©

The name is Alexandra Mikkel, aka Lexi. Age 19, from Portland, Oregon. Carefree, lover, partier and dancer. Those were the words that best described me. My boyfriend cheated on me with the same girl his friend Tom cheated on my friend. My parents didn't care much about me so they send me to London. I live with my uncles now. At first I hated it but then I met some nice guys and I have to say I really like one of them he looked like a bad boy but he is not. I'm not what he wants or what he needs. At least that's what i think. A/N: Feel free to vote and comment.

❖1950's❖ It was wrong, so very wrong. I knew that I shouldn't have felt the way I did towards him, but I did. I couldn't help it. No matter how inappropriate and corrupt our relationship was, I could not let go. He had my heart and soul, everything really. The only problem was he worked for my father. He was a servant. A worker. A laborer. Highest rank: #185 in Fanfiction *One of my first stories so please don't hate on it too much!*

Hazel Anderson was brought up to become a strong, independent woman and to not let anyone drag her down and change her into someone that she is not. She was told her family history as a story before she slept when she was younger. Zayn Malik was brought up to be a strong and independent man. He was taught to always be himself and not let anyone use him but does whatever felt right in his eyes. His family history was never mentioned and he didn't want to hear it either way. When Hazel, together with her parents, moves to Bradford Hazel's nightmares come to life. Being neighbours with one of the Malik families was never in her plans but it was in her parents. Trying to ignore the Malik's son, her parents enrol her in the same school he goes. Hazel meets the rest of the lads, together with the school's popular girl a.k.a Head Cheerleader, double a.k.a the school's biggest bitch: Sophia Gilbert. She may look like an angel but she sure as hell isn't on the inside. She'd do anything to have Zayn for herself but with Hazel getting his attention, she plans on destroying her even if she loses Zayn without realising. While Zayn tries to get Hazel's attention and show her that not all Malik's are the same, he has to deal with Sophia getting furious over the new girl. But in the end time will take its toll, families are destroyed, friends are lost and your first love leaves and even though they may be gone, they will never be forgotten. They say, first loves never last. Will this love last or is it all a dream? © KatrinaB98

In where Arabella Astor has a one night stand with Zayn Malik and ends up pregnant.

Meeting you was fate Becoming your friend was a choice But falling in love with you was beyond my control. "Single or taken?"  "It's Complicated."

"You saw me in a way no one had before." Zayn whispered after a minute or two of silence. I looked up to read his overwhelmed gaze, and for the first time, I couldn't read his emotions.