DISCLAIMER: This story was written in late 2012. I wrote Strings Attached as an adolescent with no idea how a healthy, adult relationship should function. This story is dark and twisted in a way that my teen mind couldn't comprehend at the time. There are more than a few scenes in this book with sensitive content. I--in no way--support rape culture and I do not condone my character's actions. However, as I said, this story was written in an ignorant state of mind. I will not remove this story from Wattpad. It is part of my past and though I am disappointed with the content, it shows how far I've come not just as an author but as a free-thinking adult. Thank you for reading. **Excerpt** "Say... it," She gasped, throwing her head back, cupping my face in her hands so that I was forced to meet her gaze. "You're mine." She held my gaze for a second more, before crushing her lips against my own, arms wrapping tight around my neck, pulling me down to her level. Arms sliding easily around her, she wrapped her legs around me as I lifted her up, lips traveling over her chest and collarbone. She moaned as my hands dug into her tender flesh, pulling on it, their violence a stark contrast to the gentle kisses teasing their way up her neck. Bright lines marked the paths that my nails had etched into her skin, marking her, beautiful red tattoos, spreading out over her entire body. Her small hands knotted in my hair, pulling harder and harder as she fought the urge to cry out...

Alyssa starts off her junior year of school a lot differently than she planned when she meets a geek named Marcel.

I glanced up from my iPhone to see a girl with straight black hair throwing herself on Harry Styles. He stumbled back as a security guard grabbed her and pulled her away from him. She started screaming and throwing her arms about. 'Harry, my love! NO! Don't let them take me away! Were destined for each other!' she burst out crying as Harry just stood there with a bewildered expression. I couldn't help the chuckle that escaped my mouth as the girl went past me. Harry's eyes landed on me and I just chuckled at the look on his face. He smirked at me and I looked away blushing. Why do I always blush?! I glanced up at Harry Styles again to see he was still looking at me with those piercing green eyes. A smile made its way onto my face without me realising, as he carried on looking at me; his fans started shoving things at him, but he never looked away. From the corner of my eye I could see the rest of the boys coming out, and the girls started squealing and shouting even louder! Harry only broke eye contact with me as Liam Payne patted him on the back and said something to him. I looked around me flustered. I'd forgotten about the other people in the alley way. I searched the crowd for India and found her at the front getting a picture with Niall and Louis. I smiled to myself, as I remembered those green eyes.

Hey, Let me just say, I didn't know Zayn Malik, my bestfriend, well old bestfriend was going to be an international superstar. We lost contact, but whatever. I have a boyfriend that I'm in love with named Josh, he's a drummer & Oh this is the best part guess what band he's currently working with? One Direction. Isn't this swell.