Olivia has had a crush on Zayn Malik from the moment she laid eyes on him, and I mean could you blame her? He was the Bradford Bad Boi with his dark brown eyes, and sweet but rare smile. He had a great singing voice. Or so she was told. Olivia was deaf. Plain and simple. Never heard her own voice, her laugh, or heard her brother Josh Devine play the drums. It was heartbreaking. She felt broken, and helpless. She saw her disability as a curse. Can she maybe look past her insecurities and look at herself the way Zayn sees her?

{book 1} ✓ - ❝ Once upon a time… Wait, are you shitting me? This story doesn’t start like this. On the contrary! This story is about a girl who thought had enough of men but, of course, her words backfired on her face. Yeah, this girl is me. An average girl… Okay, not so average, more insane, I would say. Whatever. This is my story and if you want to know what happened, keep reading, because it all started with an eating contest. ❞

{book 2} ✓ - ❝ I'm tired of pity, of everyone looking at me like "poor Zayn, infatuated with his best mates's girl". I know it's not okay and if it were so easy to forget about her I would've done it already. It's not. But I just need time, not people to pity me and force me to move on. Why can't they understand that? I just need time and someone to understand. ❞