Rosie never really had to ask for anything that she received; she certainly did not ask to be a princess. She knew wasn't princess material, and she knew never would be. She'd always dreamed of being someone else - anyone else - that was, until she met Louis, a guy who taught her how to love her life the way it was. But being a princess was far from easy, especially when you're dating a world famous pop star. She should've known that before she found myself tangled inside of the biggest mess imaginable... while dating a world famous pop star. Fantastic. *I could be your perfect disaster; you could be my ever after.* [WINNER of Mini Watty Awards UG Louis category & Catchiest Title!]

*y'all DON'T READ THIS. i wrote this at thirteen. you've been warned.* "Harry, it's been rumored that if you have a daughter you would name her Darcy. Any particular reason why?" The interviewer asked. I gulped and glanced down at my feet, not wanting to talk about the girl that I had lost. "Um, yeah, actually." I admitted. "I used to be friends with a girl named Darcy... but she was kidnapped and never found again. I think that I'd like to name my daughter Darcy in her memory." My heart started to ache as I remembered Darcy Monroe and knew that I would never see her again. Or so I thought. © Copyright 2013. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact _HakunaMatata_ on Wattpad.com

(WARNING: SLOW UPDATES DUE TO SCHOOL.) "Aaylah! You got a package in the mail?" My mom screamed While throwing a small package to me. My heart stops when I see that all to familar logo in the top corner. Could this be? I turn red, and the room goes blurry. No, A. Focus. Takeing my Scissors I cut the tape on all sides, and slide the top of the box off. A letter lays Atop a small package wrapped in red foil. "Dear, Ms. Aaylah Arch. Me and the lads are more then glad to tell you that you have won Tickets, and a V.I.P pass to our concert...." My heart races and I get the biggest smile on my face I've ever had. "...The V.I.P Pass includes Pictures and, you get to hang out with us after the concert. I hope to see you there, As do the other lads. - - Harry Styles."

Bella's back! But not the sweet innocent little girl she was 11 years ago. 11 years ago, Lucy and Harry got remarried, and to Harry, it was his fairytale ending. But not for Bella. She aspired to be a dancer, so her mom complied. But maaaay have pushed things a little too far. Bella just wants nothing to do with her family anymore. Especially her "Uncle Lou'', who is all she has to blame for the broken mess she sees as her family. Instead of the sweet little girl Lucy intended to raise, she ended up getting an emotionally tired, rebellious, punk-rock ballerina. What. A. Mix. And what happens when Lucy accidentally sets her up with a guy that both she and her husband Harry disapprove of 110%?

{book 1} ✓ - ❝ Once upon a time… Wait, are you shitting me? This story doesn’t start like this. On the contrary! This story is about a girl who thought had enough of men but, of course, her words backfired on her face. Yeah, this girl is me. An average girl… Okay, not so average, more insane, I would say. Whatever. This is my story and if you want to know what happened, keep reading, because it all started with an eating contest. ❞

{completed} ✓ - He lost the woman he once loved due to his fame, since then he promised he would never do such a thing to a normal girl again. He would never ruin another life again. But it’s not always that easy when life puts someone who you just can’t resist in front of you.

It's one of the hardest things you can do, getting over your first, true love. Especially if there was never really any good-bye. Just no calls and a new-found fame and girlfriend, just like that. That's what Ivy Lane is carrying in her broken heart, when she gets an email from a famous magazine company asking for answers about her ex boyfriend, the famous Zayn Malik. And when she decides to give them - all of them, nothing but the bloody, painful truth - and a old memory gets remembered and shared with the world, will she get sucked back into the drama of her first love and his golden eyes again?

One simple prank on the boys has a massive waterfall of side effects...

Syreena Wate, mostly known as ‘The Dirty Angel’ is Zayn Malik’s personal stripper. She’s the one who dances for him and entertains him late at night. She’s the one who gets the cash stuffed in her underwear by him. She’s the one who gets money thrown by him. And she’s the one Zayn Malik is falling deeply in love with.

Maya Hartman was never into One Direction. The twenty-six year old girl, living alone in an apartment in New York City and working at a girls' clothing store, was just never a big fan. That is, until Harry Styles moved into the apartment next to hers. After spending one day with him, she realizes how amazing and utterly captivating he is. Why would such a huge superstar like Harry Styles fall in love with a normal girl from New Jersey? How was that meant to be? Shouldn't he be falling for someone who was a little more exciting than just plain old Maya Hartman? Well that's what she thought... How easily will it take for Harry to make Maya fall for him? Will the new neighbors become more than 'just friends'? What will their careful relationship end up being like? Promising yourself that you won't fall for the British superstar living next door to you hasn't always been the easiest thing to do for the young and innocent girl who never expected to fall in love in the first place. ***Just to let everyone know, the chapters that have the star (*) next to it means that i've added new scenes and parts to it*** Thank you to whoever clicks on the glorious orange button right underneath this :) it means so much!! So, if you lovely person does decide to check out my fanfiction, thank you and i love you <3 i hope you enjoy! BYE!! :D ~ Charlotte <3 (cover by: unpredictagirl) <3