"Maybe I'm addicted I'm out of control But you're the drug That keeps me from dying" Emily Collins and Zayn Malik are too much alike. The partying. The drinking The smoking The cheating. The sex. They are addicted to each other yet neither can't commit to a relationship. But that can change. Or it can come crashing down in their faces.

"There's no such thing as soul mates. I mean just because someone is perfect for you doesn't mean you're meant to be with them. The thing about love is that it's unexpected - the best kind anyway."

WARNING: This contains mature content such as sex, drugs, violence. Zoe Fray has just moved to Bradford when she meets Zayn - a guy from her neighborhood who's got the looks of a Calvin Klein model, and an arrogant yet alluring bad boy attitude. For some reason Zoe quickly catches Zayn's eye, and when he starts using his irresistible charm on her, Zoe's new friends tell her to stay away from him, saying he has a bad reputation including drugs, crimes and girls. Can Zoe trust him and put up with his bad reputation or is he really nothing but trouble?

Elena goes off to college expecting everything to be perfect. Her studies, the parties, and her roommate. Little did she know that college was far from perfect. Her roommate was Zayn Malik. Life with Zayn wasn't going to be easy.

[COMPLETED] [SHORT STORY] ❝I was starting to fall for him...but for all I know, we could be thousands of miles away❞ ************ Copyright © 2014: All Rights Reserved to @gymnasliam [from may 2014 to november 2014]

[COMPLETED] NAUGHTY2: SUMMER BREAK IS UP! CHECK IT OUT!/// Casey Evans Is the schools badass, After years of creating chaos and causing havoc to students and teachers the Headmaster finally gets sick of it. He sends her to a Musical camp "Mahogany Music" to help her learn teamwork and respect. Casey's room mate Niall Horan was shoved into the girls dorms after there being no space in the boys, The two dont seem to get along at all. What will Casey do? Ruin his stay in her room or bond with him? ************************* HEY GUYS!! I've a new fanfiction! Its called Tied To A Pole. (HarryStyles) pleaaase read it!

❝ I'm 19 and I'm done with school---I don't want to go to college. Who needs to go to college anyway when you're a retired spy and has been appointed as a bodyguard to One Direction? ❞ Illustration by Jessica Durrant

**Book 2 titled Keep Me is up** The lights were off, all except the emergency light that flickered every now and then. I got chills just being here by my lonesome... at least I thought I were. I heard the door then footsteps coming directly towards me. "Hello?" I called out, angling my head to get a clearer view. I waited a couple seconds then suddenly I saw this dark figure walk under the emergency light. The moment the light hit those soft brown eyes, I knew exactly who it was, feeling safe enough to turn my attention back to closing the closet door. "What are you doing here?" I asked, throwing him a look over my shoulder. I felt him coming closer behind me, causing me to turn around. "I came here to be dressed," He was now inches away from me. "Isn't that your job, babe?" "Only for the next hour and a half," I said, backing up as he moved closer. When I felt the doors of the closet pressed against my back, a couple of swears escaped my mouth and I knew that I had no other choice but to await his next move. He was now an inch away from my face, staring me directly in the eyes. He leaned down to my ear, grazing it before he spoke. "Then dress me."

The name is Alexandra Mikkel, aka Lexi. Age 19, from Portland, Oregon. Carefree, lover, partier and dancer. Those were the words that best described me. My boyfriend cheated on me with the same girl his friend Tom cheated on my friend. My parents didn't care much about me so they send me to London. I live with my uncles now. At first I hated it but then I met some nice guys and I have to say I really like one of them he looked like a bad boy but he is not. I'm not what he wants or what he needs. At least that's what i think. A/N: Feel free to vote and comment.

[I wrote this at the beginning of 2013 and I was just starting to get settled with the techniques in writing. No worries, I've exceedingly improved far after finishing this story.] Niall Horan was a famous boxer. He was only inlove with boxing, nothing else. That is, one night, before his match, Olivia somehow stumbles her way into meeting him. But, not the way she would have wanted to. No one could steal his heart. No one but . . . her.