Rachel and Caroline are best friends. They have been since first met when they were small, and when they started going to school together a few years later they were always there for each other to help through the ups and downs. There is nothing that they could keep from each other, and nothing that they wouldn't do. When they travel abroad for a research study, what they don't expect is to be living in an apartment underneath their favorite band. When Caroline's former fiance makes an emergence on the scene, will she chose the man who broke her heart over the chance of new love? What will she do when Rachel decides to take matters into her own hands? Will the two girls be able keep their new friends? And, most importantly, can they keep the friendship they share?

Bren Sawyer is a normal senior, well normal to a point, she may be slightly dedicated to the most popular boyband in the world. She is your average hard- working, fangirling, stressed-out teen. Except for one thing, she had to face high school alone. Her mother died when she was in 8th grade and her father became abusive and soon was gone as well. For the last four years of her life she has been taking care of her brother, Ryan, and herself. One day, as she is driving home from school her world turns upside down. She is no longer your average girl next door. But where there is a good thing for Bren, bad luck always follows and this time is no different.

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London James is the girl who is forever outshone, forever shadowed. She's the loyal 'best friend' of Chloe Golde, the most popular girl in what seems like the universe. She knows she will never feel loved nor special, so what keeps her going through her painfully bittersweet life? Simple. A certain group of five guys. But when you're known simply as 'the other girl', how on Earth can your wish to meet them ever come true?

I lifted my gaze to meet his, utterly embarrassed that I ever even stepped foot into this room. I figured I could get in and out unnoticed.... Boy was I wrong. "What are you doing in here?" "The door was open and I saw my scarf-" I held up my scarf "I lost it earlier and I figured I could just pop in and take it back." "Oh," the boy next to him said. He smiled slightly at me, very obviously assessing my body. I rolled my eyes at him and tried to pass the boy barricade to leave the room. "Where are you going?" "Back to my room," I said simply. "Tell me your name first," the boy said, his brown eyes sparkling brilliantly. "No... I think I'll just go." "Well, mine's Liam," he offered. "Why don't you show her your toothbrush, that always reels them in," the other boys said, shuffling over to the couch. I blushed and looked at Liam, waiting. "Promise me you'll come back tomorrow," Liam said. I raised an eyebrow. "He's serious, he really is that romantic," the other boy called from the couch. Liam shot him a glare and he shrugged, his blue eyes sparkling in mischief. They seemed to be such opposites, but they somehow fit like a puzzle. They must be brothers or friends since birth. "Don't mind Louis, he's bitter because he's just been dumped," Liam said, smirking. "It was a mutual decision," Louis protested. "He likes to say that; it's less hurtful to himself," Liam whispered to me. "Now, can I get your name?" "Beth. Not that it matters."

Katelyn Scott is like any other teenager who adores One Direction. When she goes to their concert in Detroit, a cute, Irish, blonde boy notices her in the audience. She's always had a soft spot for Niall. He takes a fancy to her and talks to her at the Meet and Greet. They start hanging out a few times after. What will happen next for Katelyn and Niall? Will they start to fall for each other?

"To tell the truth, just talking aloud soothes me. Maybe it's because telling these stories is like reliving those breathtaking moments. Or maybe because it reassures me that I won't ever forget them. To me, making sure these memories stay alive means Harry will, too."

*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

{book 1} ✓ - ❝ Once upon a time… Wait, are you shitting me? This story doesn’t start like this. On the contrary! This story is about a girl who thought had enough of men but, of course, her words backfired on her face. Yeah, this girl is me. An average girl… Okay, not so average, more insane, I would say. Whatever. This is my story and if you want to know what happened, keep reading, because it all started with an eating contest. ❞

She doesn't remember anything. Their first date, their first kiss, the first time he bought her flowers, their first fight. She doesn't even know who he is. She's forgotten something horrible, something no one wants to remind her of. So what exactly happens when everything disappears?