Lauren was an ordinary girl. Or at least that's what she aspired to be. But when you're the sister of a famous performer, privacy is a luxury. Throw in a youtube account where no one can tell who she is, and you've got a recipe for disaster. How can Lauren juggle being a famous sibling, a youtuber, and an ordinary college girl? Especially when a member of One Direction sticks his nose into her business. And Miley Cyrus thought she had it hard.

[COMPLETE] "'You will,' she said as her eyes bled into mine; beautiful, silver pools pouring into green, pitiful ponds. And in that, somehow; I knew I would see her again.'" On a particular October morning in 2009, a frequent insomniac named Harry Styles decides to take a midnight stroll on a simple whim. So how do gray eyes, a rusty blade, and crime scene tape fit into that? All Rights Reserved 2013 © BellaKramer

When he first layed eyes on her, he felt so vulnerable. As if the nearest tree could fall upon him, crush his bones, and make his breath heaving. Like her breath, so weak, so hoarse. She clearly had had way too much to drink. He was quite drunk himself. He noticed, his vision being slightly blurred. Therefore, he couldn't see her face properly. It was also partly covered by her long, brown hair, wet from the rain. He focused on her breathing. It had to be continuing. He didn't like the uncertainty of the situation. He always had things under control. His friends, family, school. He had it all running his way. But he somehow felt the need to take her with him. He felt protective of her, like it was his place in the world to keep her safe, and make sure something like this never happened again. He pulled his hoodie up around the curls, and gently placed her in the back seat of his Range Rover. His hands were tensed around the wheel, and his eyes dark as he drove through the forest, back to his place.

We all have hobbies; Shopping, swimming, singing. Paige's hobby is just slightly different. She breaks into celebrities' houses to bring joy to teenage girls (mostly). And not once has she been caught. Until a certain British/Irish boyband catches her in the act. Their bargain? For her to be Liam Payne's fake-girlfriend. Is it worth it?

Leah is just a girl going to Manchester University. Her mother is an old friend of Anne Cox. Three years after meeting the curly-haired, boy-wonder, she's one of his closest friends and finds herself stuck in the middle of his fame. There's just one problem, she's not okay with being in the spotlight. Always being only Harry's friend, Leah doesn't mind being kept a secret. None of the other boys had met her long enough to know what she's like, but now that Leah's with them for two months, what will he do when he thinks she's falling for one of his mates?

[IF YOU'RE GOING TO READ THIS IM WARNING YOU IT'S BADLY WRITTEN BC ITS MY FIRST BOOK I WROTE SO THEREFORE IT'S RLLY BAD AND MESSED UP AND CLICHE BUT IF UR INTO THAT GO AHEAD AND READ AT YOUR OWN RISK OKAY] Sarah is a normal 18 year old girl. Jack is the one and only JacksGap on YouTube. what happens when they meet eachother in an elevator, and turn out to be going to the same university? throw in, Jacks twin Finn, Sarahs bestfriend Travis and Sarahs room mate Layla, what do you get? Join them on their journey through University, relationships, and love. Why? Well, because i said so. © 2012 by HeriocHemmo. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

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I have always been known as an emotional roller coaster. I needed to find an outlet to my emotions that did not involve breaking glass or new drywall. Over the past few months I have realized what the power of writing can do for me! I have learned that when I have so many thoughts and feelings building up inside of me, when I feel like I just need to explode, all I've got to do is grab a pen and go. I write. I take those feelings and let them pour out of my words. As I write those built up emotions get released, like an almost overflowing bathtub and then the plug is pulled so it can drain. Throwing or hitting something only pulled my plug for a moment and then it was shoved back in and not too long before I felt the urge of breaking again. Writing is like pulling the plug but then holding that plug out of the drain until I decide its at the level I need it to be. Writing can be as exhausting as a marathon to me! Every single word that comes out of me in writing is felt, learned from and preserved. My hopes for putting all of my emotions into a book are very simple. I am human, just like I hope anyone who listens to or reads this book will be. I have been told that I am really good at taking my emotions and explaining how they feel with words. Whether it is just to have someone to relate with and have someone be able to say, "I've been there before!". Or, being one of those people who have so much inside them but they don't know how to talk about or express it. Just having them be able to read one of the poems and know exactly what they are feeling because someone decided to put their feelings into words. To let someone know that they are not alone. Maybe, just maybe, in some small way, This book will help me realize that I'm not alone.

What happens when Olivia meets Louis Tomlinson? Does she recognize him? Of course not. She attacks him. Not because he's in One Direction, but because he's buying carrots, and she wanted carrots. When he takes her home to the boys to prove that he's not the only crazy, stripe wearing, carrot loving, person in the world, will she decide to stay for awhile? What will this twin-like friendship turn into?

"I'll kiss you here," Harry said pointing to Alicia's lips and then his finger trailing down her neck. Harry saw her close her eyes and he couldn't help but smirk. She was just too innocent. "And then...." she breathes. "And then...." Harry hums and presses his body against hers. "I will do this." Harry puts both his hands in her hair and crashes their lips together. After several seconds he pulls back, gives himself a head shake and smiles at his student. "Thats it for now." With that Harry strides away from her, but that wouldn't be the last time.