Liam's sister is broke and needing a home. As she is welcomed into One Direction's apartment complex her life is completely changed. The boys have always been like brothers but will new emotions rise? Can she deny her love for her best friend ?

Acacia is living in a dull world with good grades, strict parents, and a clean image. Zayn Malik is just the opposite. With his tattoos, troubled home life, and parties every weekend. The only thing they can agree on is their common hatred for each other. Hatred that's been growing since kindergarten. To much surprise, a bet brings them and their secrets closer than they could ever have imagined.

Hope. That's my name, yet it seems to be last thing I have. I'm friends with Liam Payne. Well, best friends actually. He asks a favor of me; a big one. To be the fake girlfriend of Zayn Malik. After Perrie broke up with him everyones been asking questions he freaked out and lied and said he had a new girlfriend on twitter. Only one problem with that: he doesn't. So I fill in. We have a rocky start and our "relationship" was supposed to be fake, but feelings develop. I don't know if they're only mine though. I have a checkered past. One Liam doesn't even know about. With being the new "girlfriend" of Zayn secrets becomes unearthed. But you know what they say right? The deepest secrets are the ones we keep from ourselves.

"My mom was gone. My dad was gone. Does my sister even love me anymore? Does anyone love me? My 'best friends' don't care anymore. I'm living with a monster, he was capable of anything, and everything; the scary part was that he was drawing me in. He managed to tie a rope around me, and pull me closer to him. How can he be so evil, but still have a magnetic attraction? It's almost as if he didn't know the effect he had on people, mainly, me. At the same time, there was another rope, not as tight, but it was still there. It pulled me in the opposite direction; pulled me into his soft, gentle touch. One of the ropes will snap, but it was just a matter of time." Life isn't easy for Scarlett. Her past haunts her enough, and with her being the joke of the school, and the #1 target, she faces many problems. This is a heart wrenching story about a deathly, inescapable Love Triangle. This isn't your typical teen crush, no. This is a matter of life and death. Are you ready for it? Love Sucks; But just how bad does it suck? A One Direction Fanfic. ~SheeranUniverse.

[Finalist in Watty Awards 2013) He Wasn't a Jerk #2 ⁑⁑ Disclaimer: Probably a lot of grammar issues, along with plot holes and annoying characters. This was written when I was thirteen. Continue at your own discretion) ⁑⁑ You know the story on how One Direction formed, how they got 3rd place on X Factor and how they went on to become a worldwide sensation - right? Victoria Green is now nineteen, working at a local ice cream shop and wallowing in her sorrows. With Louis gone out of her life, Victoria has no other choice than to move on from her first and possibly her only love. A life filled with interviews, paparazzi, drama, heartbreaks, new romances and new places; Victoria has only one thing that's keeping her from destroying herself - Louis. A fake account that Victoria created on AIM turns from a joke to a semi-rekindled online romance with Louis. Has Victoria made the biggest mistake of her life, or will she get her happily ever after she's been searching for with Louis? He Wasn't a Jerk Series: #1: He Wasn't a Jerk Online #2: He Wasn't a Jerk Before #3: He Wasn't a Jerk After All #4: He Wasn't a Jerk In The End

It all started when Melina lost her cell phone on the subway and of all people, Louis Tomlinson picked it up. What began as a rather strange encounter becomes a hilarious chase as Melina tries to get back her cell phone from Louis... Though he is nice enough to relay her messages back to her like her mother's messages, her friends casual texts and an ex that won't leave her alone.

Skylar Jensen had a fair share of misfortunes throughout her childhood. Her life turned around after moving to London to have a fresh new start. She finds a new job, manages to make a few friends, and grasps on to her secret passion in life along the way. Everything was going smoothly until she found herself bumping into Harry Styles.

Never have I ever.... punched a celebrity! What will you do if you punched someone who is really famous especially in your hometown? Wouldn't that scare you? Right... So why am I asking you about this? Oh that's right, because I punched Harry Styles! Oh this is bad... and to think that I never even liked them in the first place. So what's the drama? There's this boy... whom I fancy... A LOT. But what will happen to me? I'm sure there's plenty of girls he can choose from. Not to mention that I found out that I still have an older brother. Yep. I'm Cassandra. Follow my life as I play Never have I ever.

Lunch is the worst, but there's no safe place at school for Valerie. Keeping her mortofying home life a secret and trying to ignore the kids who make her life miserable are Valerie's survival strategies. Her boyfriend, Aaron, isn't the one she really wants to be with. But there's no way she could be with Harry Styles. When Harry starts talking to her, Valerie is terrified. It seems safer to stay with Aaron than risk a broken heart. But when the bullying of a friend goes to far, Valerie realizes it's time to stand up for herself and for everything that makes her keep holding on.

I sat in the cafe and took a sip of the coffee. It burned on it's way down, but at least it got ride of the metal and wax taste that was building up in the back of my throat. I closed my eyes and clutched the cup, nearly cracking it in the process. London. Why London? Why couldn't they have send me somewhere closer to home, closer to where he lay? Somewhere where all the memories were, somewhere where his ghost and soul and spirit still lived? I never used to beileven all that crap, you know. Souls and ghosts and shit. But once he died, once I killed him, I couldn't not, because I think that those first few weeks afterwards it was the only thing that kept me sane. If you could even call me that. I shook in my seat and felt a few people turning to look at me. Mind your own buisness, will you? I closed my eyes tighter until the point where it almost hurt and tried to stop the flashbacks. Open your eyes, Karly. Open your eyes. They flew, light invading them and focused just in time to see a boy walking up to my table, a buzz cut and warm brown clear eyes, and a half-smirk kissing his lips. "Can I buy you a coffee?" Check out the trailer over there>>>>