When Alyssa happens to bump into Harry Styles in Starbucks and drops her phone, he found out her username for Instagram and remembers to follow her. She was the most beautiful girl ever and her personality was so spunky and hip. He wanted to see her again. They exchange numbers continued to text each other and 'stalk' each other's Instagram profile, they become more and more of friends. When Harry shows Niall who he's been so caught up in, Niall falls in love with her immediately. Will Alyssa fall in love with Harry, the guy she first met? Or Niall, the boy of her dreams?

Emily Hall wasn't really a normal fourteen year old. She lived in an orphanage since she was younger. She had secrets, she kept her tragic past hidden in the dark. Locked away where no one could find it. She didn't have any friends or family. She didn't get along with people, most never even bothered to try to talk to her. Whats most different about her though, was that she didn't want to get adopted. She wanted to be left alone. Well, unfortunatly for her; a certain boyband isn't going to let her be. Her entire world changes the moment they step into the orphanage.

Ok. I'm just an ordinary girl right? Yeah, that's what I thought too. I'm 5'7" with long, straight, dark chocolate brown hair that lays nicely on my chest. I have greenish-hazel eyes and outgoing. Some people say I look like Sarah Hyland. But, I'm not up to date on electronics. Which means I have no clue who she even is. My phone is the only excuse. I have an iphone 4S and I listen to music from my car radio. The only cool thing that's somewhat related to me is that my best friend, Lexi, is a famous british-irish boy band's stylist. I don't know who. I think she told me once and I forgot. Plus, she's never shown me a picture or told me anything about them or their names or anything. I find that rude. Oh. And my name's Danielle. See? I'm just an ordinary girl with my 19th birthday coming up...... Until I'm kidnapped by 5 strangers that just happen to be celebrities.

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Zayn Malik can get any thing and any girl he wants. But when the new girl, Jamie moves to his school, she's not like the other girls. Jamie who's not letting zayn flirt with her or touch her, just makes zayn want her more.

Ariana Grande's mom has taken custody of Demi Lovato making Demi and Ariana sisters. Zayn and ariana have been friends for years, but when Zayn leaves back to London for a couple years and loses contact of ariana, things change. Zayn's attitude is different and Ariana makes new friends. Ariana holds a grudge on Zayn for leaving her. High school starts back up and they ariana finds a certain guy in every single class she has, at her own job, and down the street from Her and Demi. Will everything change between the two and their friendship grow stronger? Feelings be confessed? or will things get worse? Will Demi find love in one of Zayn's friends? Keep reading to find out! (Sucky summary but the book will be really good! Give me feedback!)

When Ariana Grande loses 3 and a half years of her memory, what will happen? She doesn't remember being on Victorious, getting on a record deal, or how she dated Niall Horan. After they broke up, they stayed friends, but she doesn't remember any of that. And more importantly, who was the one who beat up Ariana? Who caused her to lose her memory? Will she ever get it back? For now, she is stuck putting the pieces together. {Completed}

Leaving your best friend is hard, and it's even harder to be the one left behind. ~*~ With her oppressive connection with her parents, a relationship that went very wrong, and the thought of her only friend, her brother, across the country Maria has nothing- but a story and her addiction to razor blades. When Maria finally gets that special call that tells her she gets the opportunity to be in the famous Liam Payne's life once again she didn't know what to expect. Maybe Liam would have finally gotten good at Mario Cart, or one of the boys might share the same music taste... If only she knew her story was about to get a whole lot more interesting. {TRIGGER WARNING: If you self harm, or suffer from self hate PLEASE DO NOT READ}

"Ew, you're ugly". "Why even bother having dreams. As if you'll ever amoutain anything". "Why even bother coming to school. Nothing's ever gonna fit in that tiny little brain of yours". "Yeah...Dreams do come true, but not for you" Is all I ever hear. I've never heard an "Aly oh you're so pretty". "You're so smart". "You're so talented" in my life. I flinch just thinking about my reaction if i ever was to get any compliments. Mama always told me that sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt. May be a phrase that you hear quite often. May not be. But, I stand here as a living witness to tell you that that is just about the biggist lie that anybody could ever tell. I've never smiled before. Well, technically I have, but that's back when I was younger. Good ol' days when I had nothing to cry about. When I could say exactly what I felt without getting made fun of. When I didn't have to worry about name brand clothing. When I shared numorous amount of laughs with my friends. Deep down inside I know that there is a deep, helpless hole in the place that was supposibly my heart. But I always ignore it, because that's all I can do. What can I say society has got the best of everyone around me. But...But there's just this one guy. He won't leave me alone. He stares deep into my eyes as if he wants the answer to something...To what?...I feel that when he's looking at me, he's looking through me. That was the day he touched me, that was the time he kissed me, that was the time he loved me. That was the day I realized that there was actually someone who cared about me in this world after all. Someone to bend over backwards to get me out of this hell hole of a life. That was the day I realized that there was hope.

*y'all DON'T READ THIS. i wrote this at thirteen. you've been warned.* "Harry, it's been rumored that if you have a daughter you would name her Darcy. Any particular reason why?" The interviewer asked. I gulped and glanced down at my feet, not wanting to talk about the girl that I had lost. "Um, yeah, actually." I admitted. "I used to be friends with a girl named Darcy... but she was kidnapped and never found again. I think that I'd like to name my daughter Darcy in her memory." My heart started to ache as I remembered Darcy Monroe and knew that I would never see her again. Or so I thought. © Copyright 2013. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact _HakunaMatata_ on Wattpad.com