A simple gesture can cause something more than just a regretful mistake.

I am only fifteen...how could this happen to me? I am nerdy-straight 4.0 GPA, never smoked, never done drugs, never had a boyfriend, never had sex, never tasted alcohol, so why did he have to kidnap me? And how does One Direction fit into this mess?

"Truth makes us transparent..." In sixteen-year old Sage Stronghold's world, civilization has been divided into five factions; abnegation, amity, candor, dauntless, and erudite. With each faction devoted to the development of specific virtues such as; selflessness, peace, honesty, bravery, and intelligence. At the age of sixteen, the communities' youths must choose the faction to which they will dedicate the entirety of their lives. The cause of it all? Simple, an attempt to form the ideal world. After receiving life threatening results on his Aptitude Test, Sage Stronghold discovers that the world he once saw as black and white, has more areas of grey than he ever realized. On his Choosing Day, Sage is then faced with the life altering decision of whether to stay with his family and the life he knows, or try and create a new existence in a different faction. He makes a choice. But is it the right one? Sage has a secret, dark and threatening to destroy him; one that he must fight to bury and conceal from everyone, because if anyone finds out, it would mean certain death. His candor-roots scream for the truth to be heard, while his sensibilities tell him to keep quiet. The truth sets you free. Or so they say...© Completed. Prequel: Set before Divergent/ Insurgent/ Allegiant events. "Featured in the official Wattpad @Fanfic Divergent reading list"

When A girl called Melony accidently posts a hate comment towards One Direction, what happens when they all see her and become friends? [So Like I Just Thought Of This And Wrote it haha so I hope you like it :) Please don't steal any part of my storyy ;)]

Olivia has had a crush on Zayn Malik from the moment she laid eyes on him, and I mean could you blame her? He was the Bradford Bad Boi with his dark brown eyes, and sweet but rare smile. He had a great singing voice. Or so she was told. Olivia was deaf. Plain and simple. Never heard her own voice, her laugh, or heard her brother Josh Devine play the drums. It was heartbreaking. She felt broken, and helpless. She saw her disability as a curse. Can she maybe look past her insecurities and look at herself the way Zayn sees her?

"Zayn," he spoke, smoke leaving his lips once again as he dropped the cigarette to the ground, stepping on it with his dark boots. His hand darted in between us as he awaited a response. "January," I said faintly, grabbing his hand. "Nice," he chuckled, making the first move to release my cold fingers. His hands held a nice warmness to them. "Like the month," he nodded. "I like it." *** » read the sequel here http://my.w.tt/UiNb/y9izHftVhv