Harry Styles never thought a night out with his best mate would lead him to finding the most beautiful creature, which he had ever laid eyes on. There were only two problems with this realization: the creature was a stripper, someone who got paid to take their clothes off for horny people; and the second was that he had a four year old daughter, waiting for him to pick her up in the morning... Stripper!Louis and Daddy!Harry.

When the pictures from toronto emerge to the public, the fans make up a name for them. Nosh. It's a combination of both their names and though he won't admit it, Niall thinks it sounds kind of cool...

Louis and Harry are best friends. They're also in this hot new boy band called One Direction. They thought that life was as good as it could get, and that they would always stay best buds. But what happens when Louis starts to feel more than just "brotherly love" towards Harry? Will it ruin the band - or even worse - their friendship?

He's a complete bad ass. I'm a good boy. He bullies people. I'm one of them. He plays with hearts. I play with toys. He hates my guts. The feeling's mutual. So how does this work exactly?

Harry Edward Styles + Niall James Horan = Narry Storan, god i feel like a 14 year old girl, but i do like the sound of that, Narry? Hmm, If only Niall James Horan knew how much I, Harry Edward Styles, was in love with him. Would things change? would he hate me? would he love me? I dont know, and im scared to find out. Will the other members of One Direction interfere? what will the fans think? All i know is that my head and my heart are about to explode!

All eighteen year old Anna Lee wanted was a summer babysitting job. That's exactly what she got when she received a call from someone named Simon requesting a babysitter for his five sons. Who knew that the five boys would be the boy band One Direction? Or that sometimes they'd be babysitting her! (disclaimer: this was written by thirteen-year-old me, don't expect anything fantastic despite the amount of readers)