An 18 year old girl, by the name of Maribel, always had trouble in her childhood. Her life starts to slowly work out, moving to London, having a successful career, meeting the band she has always been dedicated to and having a famous loving boyfriend. But things go down hill again, she's never experienced anything normal. With treatment under way for her cancer, will only 32 days left on her life span still be true and make her years up? or will this treatment work? Will Harry be the one by her side?

Harry has it all. Friends, family, attention and the love everyone’s giving him. But she wants it too. Not the reputation. Not the attention. Not the friends. But the feeling of being love for once in her entire life. She’s Amor, a girl with a rollercoaster of her life’s downs.

You can't hide your feelings forever. Hiding it will only make things worst.

One Direction short stories! *** Some are probably crap because I wrote them a year ago...

What if Harry started chasing his dreams? Auditioning to the X-Factor and simply forgetting her and his promise? But when fame came in and friendship goes away, it seems to come into a blur. Their life got a lot more complicated every time their feelings for each other grow. And when the time is finally right to say what they feel, it only became worst. Falling in love? We all know it wouldn't be that easy. From beginning to the end they made a promise, a promise of love at the place where it all began.

[DISCLAIMER: Don't read if you don't like sappy cliché stories that move too fast. this story needs to be edited but i don't have the time right now so bare with my spelling and writing skills from three years ago, it gets better I promise] Lucy is a 16 year old girl from England .She's crazy about America and will spend an exchange year there .She's thrilled when she finds out her family lives in California. And not talking about any californian family. No. Her host brother will be Kian Lawley, her favourite YouTuber of all time. When Kian and Lucy become closer,everything could be perfect...if there wasn't this tiny little rule.