When Laurie Arwen's car gets stolen by former teen heartthrob boyband member, Harry Styles, who had disappeared off the chart years ago and into the streets of drugs, things get wild. Not only does the car get stolen, but Laurie gets stolen as well. Trapped in this car how will Laurie escape from this enraged yet gorgeous and dangerous guy?

Casey Smith, a 16 year old girl, has an obsession with the band One Direction. Her room is covered in everything One Direction. From posters to pictures. Casey Smith lives with her family of 5 in a beautiful home right outside of New York City. Although she loves her home in the suburban part of New York she can't wait till she can move out. Casey is talking to her best friends Morgan and Logan. These 3 girls are very close and have known each other since they were little kids. Casey, Morgan, and Logan are going to the One Direction Concert at Madison Square Garden tonight. The girls entered a radio contest winning backstage passes and front row tickets. All three girls have been talking about this day for months now. What will happen when Casey meets the boy she's been non-stop thinking about?

It started with paper airplanes. Wait, what did?

Liam and Evelyn Payne's parents died years ago. Now Liam lives with his best mater Louis, Zayn, Niall, and Harry Styles. Harry Styles. Evelyn Payne's bully, also one of her brother's best mates, Harold Edward Styles. Liam and the boys get a chance to get away for 'vacation'. Which is a once in a lifetime offer, considering it was given by management. What will happen when Harry volunteers to stay back, and care for Evelyn? Will they settle their differences, or will the fighting continue?

"Jesus Christ Mom! I'm 17 years old, I don't need a babysitter!"

☺ i've only met one person in my life who was perfect- and it was horrible. {COMING SOON}

Having already battled a Divided London, Harry and Felicity's story continues as they face further dilemmas and obstacles to their love.

I AM SO SORRY FOR MAKING YOU GUYS WAIT SO LONG!

"Ow." escaped these words from my dry lips. My hip line, hurt the most, the increasing pain, now travelled up to my spine which was smashed against the cold cream walls. The two pairs of olive green eyes, stared right into mine, the same once attractive looking face, flared up. Both his large hands, pushed me further into the wall. The grips, on my arms getting stronger. Then he said the magical words in his old husky and slow voice, "We may be criminals, but that doesn't mean I can't love." and with that, his soft pink lips, hit mine, brushing with perfect sync. I know it's not that good..