[COMPLETED] What would you do if your roommate was the person you hate the most? Amy now lives with her enemy. The one who broke her heart and she hated. The one and only, Harry Styles. © londonstars

Alexa was a model, and living a successful life. One day though, her mother decided she needed a touch of reality. She gets put to work in a local Metal Health facility, where she meets Harry Styles. He is a boy who's life has been over taken with depression, and he won't let anyone in. Alexa knows that inside him, there is an angel. Will he allow her to be more to him than just a nurse?

Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

Harry Styles is the captain of the football (soccer) team. He is loved by everyone except Addison Myers. She despises him because he picked on her through all of the grades she had ever been in. He had made her life miserable. Now her friends are telling her that he has his eyes on her and her alone. She doesn't believe it for one second. When something happens to Harry, Addison comes to the decision that she thought she would never make. She thinks she might be in love with the biggest jerk in the world.

Jasmine Wells: 19, virgin, good girl thats rough around the edges, never drank, never smoked. Harry Styles: 19, bad boy, sexual, seductive, drinks, smokes. What happens when these two cross paths?

❝Good girls love bad boys.❞

Was it her beauty that reeled me in? The mysterious, deep, color her eyes contained? Or her addictive smile, smell, or even her personality? It was none of these things. The reason she's too afraid and too sad to even talk is what made her even more mysterious and captivating to me. Not talking for six years as a side affect from a tragic accident is what I learned had caused it; her sister and mothers death traumatized her. And my goal is to help her break free, to help her gain the courage to live her life to the fullest. To speak to me.