This is about a girl I used to love, shae.

Sometimes, people wonder why they don’t have an easier life. Take Harry Styles for example. He attends UNI in London, England and has one friend, Niall Horan. Just when he thought he could get away from all the name-calling and the physical bullying, it comes right back to him and the only thing that made it happen was Jason; the immature bully that can’t seem to grow up. Harry meets someone that knows what he is going through, after all the same guy had the same problems when he went to UNI. But does this certain someone’s past come between them? Louis Tomlinson was the intimidating guy with all of the tattoos inking his fit body. But he is the sweetest guy once you meet him. He went through a lot in UNI and part of high school because of being gay. He is done with school and now working in the local tattoo shop with his friend, Liam. When one customer comes to get their first tattoo, Louis seems to be drawn by the nineteen year old lad. The only thing that can get in the way of them is the past. What would happen?

Harry develops inhuman abilities from a life threatening accident. Now he needs help with learning how to control his new found powers, and who else would be better to do it other than Zayn Malik, the comic geek.

I can't tell you how much I appreciate you being here for me, especially after what been through." Carla said to her best friend, who obviously wasn't listening to her (but instead watching a couple walk across the school lawn to the bus). "Andrew are you paying attention to me?" Carla inquired more annoyed than yesterday, when he decided to walk away when she was mid sentence, explaining to him how she'd passed her biology quiz that he didn't help her study for, as he agreed to. "Huh?"Andrew said snapping out of his daze. He had been previously thinking about his ex-girlfriend Izzy. He missed her much he thought his heart might just stop beating any second now, gather its belongings and move on. It was so bad that he couldn't eat, sleep, nor could he focus at school. "Are you alright, 'cause you haven't been acting as though you've been my best friend since way back when." Carla said, recalling the time she'd first seen the boy she'd never expect to take interest in someone like her. At first Carla didn't want to believe it, but now it was seeming more obvious: her best friend wasn't going to be her best friend for much longer. If she didn't do something soon, he would, and she wasn't going to like it.

Wanna know if your Mexican? Read here. Just some things us Mexicans do. Some if these may be things just chicanos do. But most all us Mexicans do. Mexican Problems. Just what us Mexicans go through. Vive Mexico! Not all of these are mine by the way.