I was twelve.. He was twenty-eight. He doesn't know of my existence but I know of his. Would he be angry or would he be glad. This could or may I say should be overwhelming for someone my age.. but its not. After finding out she was sixteen and pregnant she ran away to her Grandparents house. Daddy must not know what she was about to go through she said. He was busy.. He wouldn't of understood. His dreams would be crushed if he knew. But now he had to know. I wasn't a little girl anymore. I was a lost child. I carried the last name of a man i didn't know.. A man who stopped me from my dreams because I could've stopped his. My mom died three years ago from cancer. I was her only hope. Laying there.. with her on her death bed. She told me something I wont ever forget. "Rosie... I may be in the heavens watching over you soon but don't worry.. Aunt Maggie will take care of you. I know you want to be singer baby.. and you will! God has a lot in store for us. Though I will be gone. Don't ever..I mean Don't ever." She said very boldly "let your father get in the way of your dreams!" Those were some of the last words ever she spoke to me with.. Besides the I love you baby.. it would be alright type of deal. I knew what she was getting at.. My dream is to be a singer. To be on the xfactor like my dad. But.. see my dad is Harry Styles.. I am Rosie Styles. My father knows nothing of me. I can't follow my dreams. My name would get out world wide. So theres only one thing to do.. Find my father. Written By: Deanna(:

Juliet is confused on what to do, go back with her abusive boyfriend, or will she choose one of the three lads from a famous boy band that are desperate for her attention. She loves all of them equally but finds more comfort in one boys arms compared to the others. She is so utterly confused she doesn't know what to do with herself. When she thinks she made the right decision she quickly learns she was wrong but its to late. How will these problems be solved the story is cooler then this, I promise

[COMPLETED] I let out a sob and ran up to him, slamming my fists on his chest. "Why did you do it!? I'm sorry just please explain!" He held me close to him until I stopped thrashing about and just cried silently into his chest. "Shh Please stop crying. It hurts to see you in this much pain." He soothed. "Then why Harry, why?" I said with every once of pain emanating from me. "I loved you and you left me. I loved you so much. My judgement was cloudy from the hurt inside my chest. It was a very dumb decision." "You are acting like its no fucking big deal! Your dead! You're gone from all of us! The boys are hurting so much! It was selfish what you did, but it was even more selfish what I did." "Please don't blame yourself. It was my fault, not yours." "Harry its all my fault. You wouldn't be dead if it wasn't for me." He grabbed my chin, making me look him in the eyes. "Now listen to me. I shouldn't have expected you to stay with me when the fans first started harassing you. I should have let you leave but I was being selfish keeping you with me. I just couldn't lose you. But once again I was selfish and left all of you. I'm so sorry." He looked down, a single tear slid down his face. I put my hand up to his face and wiped his tear away with my thumb. "Harry I missed you but now I'm here with you and there are no fans. We can be together now and we don't have to worry about anything." I said barely above a whisper. He looked up into my eyes and pecked my lips, leaving a tingling sensation from where his lips touched. "I wouldn't let that happen." Cᴏᴘʏʀɪɢʜᴛᴛ © Wanderless, Aʟʟ Rɪɢʜᴛs Rᴇsᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ

Liam's brows knotted together in confusion and his innocent brown eyes looked deeply into mine. He shook his head slightly. "I-I don't understand." He stuttered out. "I have been using you for the past month to get publicity." I couldn't seem to look into his eyes any longer so I looked down at my feet. My chest was constricting in a strange pain. "Using me?" He slowly said those two words, testing them out. I peeked up at him to gauge his expression. I knew it was a dumb idea to look at him in the first place but what I saw I didn't expect. He looked extraordinarily calm...The calm before the storm, I guess you could say. His eyes met mine and that's when everything clicked. "Using me." Liam shook his head in understanding causing me to knot my eyebrows in confusion this time. Why was he so calm about this? Why does it sound like he understands? "Yes, using you..." I spoke slowly. Copyright © Wanderless, All Rights Reserved

"Wʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴋɪᴇs ᴀʀᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ʙᴀᴅ ᴍʏ ᴅᴇᴀʀ Aɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ʜᴀs ʟᴏsᴛ ᴀʟʟ ɪᴛ's ʜᴏᴘᴇ Aғᴛᴇʀ ᴅᴀᴡɴ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ sᴜɴsʜɪɴᴇ Aɴᴅ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴜsᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ɢᴏ Sᴋɪᴇs ᴡɪʟʟ ᴄʟᴇᴀʀ ᴍʏ ᴅᴀʀʟɪɴɢ I'ʟʟ ᴡᴀᴋᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ I ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏsᴛ Aɴᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ, I'ʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴜᴘ Wɪᴛʜ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴇᴀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴏᴀsᴛ" ~Lᴜᴄʏ Sᴘʀᴀɢɢᴀɴ~ Cᴏᴘʏʀɪɢʜᴛᴛ © Wanderless, Aʟʟ Rɪɢʜᴛs Rᴇsᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ