Summer is 7 years old and goes to her first Christmas party, where she meets a surprisingly, nice 7 year old boy named Harry Styles. His piercing green eyes, straight-ear length, light brown hair and his charming personality sucked Summer right into him. When they meet each year at this one Christmas party, Harry always ends up dragging Summer underneath the mistletoe. Every single year Summer and Harry become closer and closer. But when Summer is 15 going on 16, Harry tells her at Christmas that he has entered the X-Factor. He asked her to come and she did. Once he made it through she was so proud. She told him she would see him at Christmas.Harry said he wouldn't forget. But he did. Summer goes to the party again;thinking she'd see Harry. But Summer is shocked when Harry's sister tells her Harry isn't there is because he was spending time with his girlfriend from the X-Factor. At Harry's girlfriend's house, Harry spots a mistletoe and remembers Summer, remembers their memories and remembers their kisses. Harry immediately leaves the party, to go see Summer but when he arrives Summer was no where in sight. So Harry does what he needs to do...he goes out to find The Girl Underneath the Mistletoe and brings her along with his journey of fame and fortune.

[This story will become free on June 4, 2025] Jace Hamilton is Reese Burnett's sworn enemy, the culprit who made her high school life hell. But what if this taboo existence returns for the summer and brings back more than just painful memories of yesterday? Suddenly, Reese isn't too sure who or what to trust--or if she can even trust herself. *** For Reese, the day Jace Hamilton--the guy who ruined her entire high school experience--left was the happiest day of her life. No more humiliation and embarrassing moments. But what if she finds out that he's coming back? And what if it's not just the moments that are catching up with her? What if yesterday is also making its comeback? And what if... there's more to the story than what she knew? Can yesterday be rewritten--from love to hate and hate to love, making memories like those of yesterday's?

As if life wasn't hard enough being bullied and treated like garbage all the time; my loathsome, insufferable seat mate just had to come with his "secrets" and torture my every waking hour. What's the big deal you say? Nothing except for the fact that he's some insanely beautiful Greek God under those nerdy glasses. And now, he lives next door. I'm Sarah and this is my story. Disclaimer: This story was written in 2011. Just so you know.