they met at therapy; therapy for sex addicts. (cover by elle)

Jade Winters has it rough; found out her boyfriend was cheating on her with her brother, lost her virginity to a guy she barely knew, got pregnant, moved to Liverpool to escape her family, and is a stripper to pay for the costs of being a young mom. She can't trust anyone, until she meets the mysterious Harry Styles who helps her open up to him about the past and what she wants for the future. When everything is going perfectly for her and her new family, the one thing she cares about gets taken away from her. All she knows is that she needs to fight for her baby mainly but keep the mysterious man in her reach, cause he knows that the love Jade has for people is everlasting. ••• He kissed me even though I wanted to, he knew what was going to happen. “I’m Jade...” I said to break the silence. “I know,” he said laughing and looking out the road. “You already told me.” “When?” I asked confused. “At the centre,” he said smirking and looking at me. My cheeks turned pink and I started to laugh. “I thought you couldn’t hear me...” I chuckled. “Well there is a lot you don’t know about me huh?” he said. He then turned and looked at me. “For one, Imma great listener.” “I betchu are...um...” I said. Shit, he never told me his name. “Harry,” he said laughing. I thought that suited him. He was built like a Harry, looked like a Harry, he was Harry. He then pulled his hand towards mine and held it. His long fingers went through mine. He intertwined his fingers in mine and held it while his other hand was steering the wheel. I took a minute to look at him. He was wearing a grey beanie and had some long brown curls tucked in it. He was also wearing a grey shirt that had a front pocket on it that scripted a heart and said ‘Lover’ inscribed. He was also wearing black trousers and black shoes. He looked perfect in a way.

Who knew one boat ride could change the lives of two strangers. Aussie girl Greer Wesler never thought of what could possibly go wrong when she goes to a birthday party on yacht with her best friends, especially when the special guests are One Direction. Even though she knew very little about the British/Irish boy band she knew that they were famous enough for her to get pushed over the edge by crazed fans, and lucky for her the one person who witnessed it jumps in to save her. You can’t say that you don’t know who One Direction is, not here. When Harry Styles and his band mates are set to play at a birthday party on a yacht in sunny California they were expecting just another exciting performance, but being in the middle of the ocean on a big boat full of fans could be a bit dangerous. Anything could happen. The curly haired Brit would do anything for anyone. So when he sees a young girl fall off the edge he doesn’t hesitate to jump in after her. Little did they both know that that chaotic boat ride was going to be the last of the outside world for them for a while.

I winced as he forcefully grabbed my hips, pushing me up against the brick wall. "W-who are you?" I choked out. His grip on my waist tightened, making the pain much greater. Who was he? What was he doing to me? The deep voice chuckled. "I could say so may things." My attacker lent down, his hot breath tickling my ear. "Your worst nightmare. All that shit. Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah." I could feel cheek on mine, it was an abnormal temperature, freezing cold. "What do you want from me?" I shouted at him. My eyes raked over his features again and again. He had brown hair that hung naturally in disheveled tightly bound ringlets. I couldn't help but feel something other than fear stir in my stomach when I looked into red eyes. My clouded thoughts made it impossible to put a name on the emotion, though. His fingers stroked my neck, circling the same spot, over and over again. "Don't worry, baby girl. You won't feel a thing." The human looking creature opened his mouth wide and lowered it down to my neck. I could feel his teeth grazing my jugular vain. "Please don't!" I spoke loud. Loud enough to make him startle. He laughed and backed away. Now that I could see his full body, the emotion that bubbled deep inside of me gave itself a label. Attraction. Despite the situation, I couldn't help but feel infatuated with him. When I looked at his inhumane features, I saw beauty. He was beautiful. © All Rights Reserved To LuciaPayne_1D ( Trailer Here- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vqkwVzm8RTM&sns=tw ) (Cover made by 'ImmatureLad')