Jamie isn't your average girl. She loves sports, any sport; but one speaks louder to her than any other: soccer. She has sacrificed everything to soccer; her time, her money, and her pain. She takes pride in her success, she believes she's the best player on her team, and possibly in the world. She is offered to play for Charity, of course she doesn't deny it; she'd be playing with her favorite players! The game takes an unexpected turn when she meets someone who shares a pride like Jamie's, and it wasn't pride for the field, it was pride on the stage. What will happen when Louis Tomlinson of One Direction collides with Future-Superstar Jamie Morgan?

❝She's not a charity case Louis, she just wants to meet her idols.❞ Rosmary is a nineteen year old with cancer. Her idols are One Direction, her soft spot being for the one and only Louis Tomlinson. Louis is a twenty one year old, currently recovering from a breakup with his girlfriend. He's turned bitter and rude ever since, and hasn't cared for anyone but himself. When Rosemary's father gets One Direction to visit her at the hospital, Rosemary happens to hit Louis' soft spot, and make him realize the world doesn't revolve around him.

"I....I could always show you.." He told me Huh? "I could always teach you how." He repeated. "What?" I asked astonished he would even say that. "I could teach you how. I could show you how to be touched, how to touch others, even how to touch yourself" He said with seriousness in his voice. He's got to be joking. This has to be a prank. "But...I..." I was literally lost for words. "Think about it, I'm not just going to teach you how to have sex, I'm going to teach you how to be confident and comfortable with your body. Your sexy as hell but your always so unsure of yourself and you act like a shy little girl. Don't you want to be confidence and stand up for yourself? Don't you want to show everyone that inner goddess dying to come out?" "Yes" I mumbled. I was tired of being made fun of. I was tired of being a coward. "So you'll do it?" He asked with a smirk playing on his lips. Should I even do this? Isn't this wrong? Without even thinking I spoke. "Yes I'll let you teach me your ways" I admitted. "Call it, Private Sex Lessons" He smiled. What the actual fuck did I get myself into?

Trinity was an ordinary teenage girl. She wasn't one of the popular girls, but wasn't looked down on, either. She was just sort of there. Boys had never really shown any interest in her, skipping over her like she was just another brick in the wall. But when Trinity starts sending letters to an imaginary 'Mr.Perfect', she gets more than she bargained for. When it turns out that the address she was sending them to is real, she is roped into situations she would never have imagined. Attracting the attention of a rather dark, dangerous boy who seems to know more about her than she does herself, Trinity would soon realise that her idea of 'Mr.Perfect', isn't so perfect after all. But there was no going back.