Harry Styles fan fiction. When Emma was forced into an arranged marriage by her grandmother all she wanted was to get out of it as soon as possible. But nothings ever as simple as it seems, maybe things happen for a reason?

Elena Carter was the most beautiful and popular girl you'd ever lay your eyes on. She has the perfect face, perfect personality, and perfect grades. She's the most popular girl in her high school in Holmes Chapel, and everyone adores her. Harry Styles is the school's bad ass. You would see him with his four best friends, Louis Tomlinson, Liam Payne, Zayn Malik, and Niall Horan all the time. It's safe to say that Harry's the leader of the group, and it's also safe to say that those four boys are the more feared people in Holmes Chapel. They get drunk, get into fights, and just have that bad guy aura around them. Harry and Elena are polar opposites. So what happens when detention brings them together? And Elena's parents try to tear them apart?

Emma Murphy was just diagnosed with a life-threatening disease and only had one last wish- to meet Harry Styles. Her wish came true, and Harry forms a strong connection with her. He makes a vow to keep her strong, healthy, and alive. Will love be enough to make Emma overcome her sickness? Will the couple be able to have the forever-after they have always wanted? © 2014, alyloves1direction ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. This book contains material protected under International and Federal Copyright Laws and Treaties. Any unauthorized reprint or use of this material is prohibited. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system without express written permission from the author.

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The utter most inner thoughts and feelings of one who has but no other way to express them and therefore without a pen a paper she very much may spontaneously combust in an explosion of secrets bottled up for far far too long. : )