Maddison Kloe, a 17 year old girl from a small town in South Dakota auditions for X Factor USA 2012. When Maddison entered all she could think about was the dreams she had if she was one of the 3 finalists and maybe even the winner of the X Factor USA. She never thought about the challenges, mentors and guest judges she would have to deal with. But when the fanbase of Maddison starts to decrease due to fans thinking that 'she's not being herself' or that 'she has changed since they've first watched her since the beginning'. Maddison's publists and mentor hear about the decrease in fans, so who do they bring in to help her gain fans? The one and only, Harry Styles from One Direction, who has more fans than anyone can ever imagine. But he's not just there to help coach her along durng the X Factor, oh no that would be too easy. He's there to be her boyfriend -- well fake boyfriend.

Isabella O'Connel. 19 years old from USA. She lives a normal life, until her best friend, Alana, enters her on a One Direction Contest. And the contest prize is that she'll tour with them for the next 15 months. Quite the dream all One Direction fans want to live. But even when she finally accepts the prize, she 's doubtful of her decision. She was living in a dream, but dreams can also turn to nightmares in a flash right? Will life with them be as fun, crazy and awesome as everyone think it is? And what happens when she falls for one of them? Will he feel the same way or will he treat her the same way as many of other past women? Keep reading to know ;) A/N: This is just fan fiction! Meaning it is not real! This is just for pure fun. Keep reading the story and enjoy! :D ^^

All eighteen year old Anna Lee wanted was a summer babysitting job. That's exactly what she got when she received a call from someone named Simon requesting a babysitter for his five sons. Who knew that the five boys would be the boy band One Direction? Or that sometimes they'd be babysitting her! (disclaimer: this was written by thirteen-year-old me, don't expect anything fantastic despite the amount of readers)

“Is she dead? I think she’s dead,” someone said in a very, very British accent. “She’s not dead Louis, the doctors just gave her some medicine to make her sleep,” another boy’s voice said. “Do you think that’s her natural hair color?” a third voice asked. This one I could barely understand. There was a lilt to his voice that I just couldn’t put my finger on. “I don’t know Niall, why don’t you ask her when she wakes up?” someone replied sarcastically. Someone sighed, I was guessing Niall. “Her hair’s so, blond,” a boy said. “It’s okay Harry, we know you fancy blondes,” Louis said. “Just because I slept with that one blond girl does not mean I’m into blon-” “But she is pretty,” one of the voices said. I had lost track. “Yeah. She’s very pretty,” Harry murmured.