Brit was an average girl, on the outside. Being bullied for most of her life she needs help, when her boyfriend suddenly leaves her she encounters 5 new boys that are going to change her life for ever, whether she wants them too or not. But will her life change for the better ?

Megan Payne is Liam Payne's younger sister. Yes, the Liam Payne of One Direction. Sounds pretty cool, right? Not exactly. She's never even met her brother. He doesn't even know she exists. Her life without her brother was hard. Maybe if Liam didn't audition for the X Factor and left her alone, her step father wouldn't have abused her. Finally, she's had enough runs away with her little sister, Ella. The plan is to find Liam. She'd be living with her brother and the band. No one would ever hurt again...Right? Will everything go the way she planned, or will her past come crashing back down on her?

I was just another fan to him. I didn't think by sending that one little tweet to Niall Horan, 1/5 of the famous boy band One Direction, my life would change forever. I was nothing special. Just like any other 17 year old girl. Hands touch, eyes meet and apparently, he saw something special in me.

"To tell the truth, just talking aloud soothes me. Maybe it's because telling these stories is like reliving those breathtaking moments. Or maybe because it reassures me that I won't ever forget them. To me, making sure these memories stay alive means Harry will, too."

"It wasn't like I was a hater or anything, I just had better things to do than stalk One Direction's Twitter and Facebook page." Ella Strauss once said. She walked around the mall aimlessly in search of an outfit. The last thing she expected was to be trapped in a store with One Direction. Ella was so sure she wanted to get out of there as quickly as possible, but as time went by, she started to enjoy herself with the boys. From Twitter Trends to hate messages, her life changed. But who cares? Ella was having the time of her life. She gets tossed into the world of carrots, mirrors, food, spoons, pussies, and much, much more. [Cover created by HopeSilver] Undergoing some edits but is *completed*

When Harry disappears out of the blue, where does that leave Louis? No one would tell him anything, but after cornering Anne in the local Tesco's, the Doncaster lad decides not to give up. And the only thing he can really do is write letters: Letters to Harry. [NOTE] To everyone that read Letters to Harry on WattPad before 15/5... I'm so sorry, but I didn't realize that the prologue had been moved down to the bottom. I don't get email updates because I turned them off.. but I have fixed the problem. The Prologue is now at the beginning, and is not a flash back ;D Super sorry for all of the confusion!

They met at a party, just years before. Louis knew she was someone special, someone he wanted to be with. Was it the matching blue eyes? Or the way her smile lit up a room? He wasn't sure but Louis knew he had to have her and so he did. When the world found out that she was pregnant, she suddenly became the hottest gossip in hollywood, will the drama become too much for the young couple? Warning! - Unexpected ending (This is the first part in a four part series, please head to my profile if you wish to read the others. 1- Baby Tommo 2- Mrs Tommo 3- The Tommo's 4 - She's a Tommo.)

They're back! It's not long now until the Jay and Lou wedding mayhem to take over the world, but will Harry step in and ruin the fairytale romance? Will Zayn learn to love again? Will Liam and Jay be able to put their competitive streak behind them and remain friends?? and whatever did happen to Niall and Penny? Read and find out!!

I am only fifteen...how could this happen to me? I am nerdy-straight 4.0 GPA, never smoked, never done drugs, never had a boyfriend, never had sex, never tasted alcohol, so why did he have to kidnap me? And how does One Direction fit into this mess?

Fifteen years. The number of normal every-day life. One day. The number of time when my life suddenly took a 180. 8000. The number of miles I was taken away from my home. Two. The number of parents I will never see again, Two weeks. The number of weeks I lived with kidnappers, rapists, and murderers. Three times. The number of times I lost my innocence to three different men. Four months. The number of months I lived a semi-normal but hectic life with practically strangers. Two. The number of children I carried Two. The number of times I was kidnapped. One week. The number of weeks I was held hostage. Thirty. The number of times I probably passed out or fainted. One hundred plus. The number of times I cried and felt sorry for myself. Six months. The number of months I waited until I got to see my children. Thirty seconds. The number of seconds it took before my life fully crumbled before my very eyes. A moment. How long it took for it all to start over again. Save Them, Please? *Sequel to 'Help Me, Please?*