Title says it all ;-)

Louis is new to the school. He had just presented as an omega and he was also new to being bombarded by big, taller, stronger men. He's accepted into the cheerleading squad, which makes that worse. Harry Styles is in the same grade, and he's a very large alpha. Harry wants Louis, and Harry always gets what he wants.

"You're my mates?" The four nodded. "All of you?" Another nod. "And you're all Alpha's?" Nod. "And I'm your Omega?" They smirked. "Shit..." ----- zianourry fanfiction // harry centric

[✓] ∥ It all happened in a split second. One moment I was on his back, and the next one I was lying on the ground, watching the man who would be responsible for my possible disabilities run away. The woman was sitting and had her back against a near-by wall, and from what I could see, her eyes were wide and she was shaking. I would be too, if I wasn't paralyzed. Literally. A few hours later, well, just about 20 seconds in reality, she slowly stood up and observed me with horror in her eyes for a few moments. I looked back at her, seeing as that was the only thing I could do to let her know I was still alive. "Dear lord, child, what have you done?" She whispered, looking down at me. "I need..." I could barely choke the words out. "I need you to call the ambulance." Copyright © 2014 by funkystyles

book ONE This isn't a diary. It's a journal. Only girls do "Diarys". I'm a boy so technically its a journal. Does the name "Journal" go with a book that has a pink cover with purple fuzz lining it? I mean, I could easily cross out the curly words that light up when you press a button that read 'Diary'. All I have to say is thanks Calum for picking me out such a fantastic journal.