My name is Eleanor Calder. You might know who I am. I model, but millions of teenage girls knew me as the girl who dated Louis Tomlinson from One Direction. Yeah, I said dated. No we did not break up. How are we not together if we didn't break up? He died. Louis Tomlinson died. As well as: Niall Horan Liam Payne and Harry Styles. You may recognise them as well. As well as a girl named Danielle Peazer, my best friend. Also Liam Payne's girlfriend. Dead. Gone. There one day and gone the next. Deceased. Get it now? Not in complete shock? One other thing, did you notice that there was one missing from the list? Someone who is usually mentioned? Someone by the name of Zayn Malik? Well he's still alive. Right here next to me, right now. He says hello. This is our story of what happened when One Direction died. The world will never be the same. I guarantee it.

******READ A BIT OF MY LATEST CHAPTER TO SEE HOW MUCH MY WRITING HAS IMPROVED LIKE HONEST ITS SO CRINGEY I CANT****** Falling in love with your best friend seemed too cliche for my liking, so me and my best friend always knew we weren't going to do just that. However, life is so unexpected and before I knew it, I had a brain tumor, was stripped of my old life and given a new one. A life without my best friend, Niall Horan. I left the X Factor, where I had made it up to bootcamp, but it didn't matter. My dreams were crushed, there was no hope. I never did tell Niall, about my brain tumor and just cut contact with him. He didn't need to worry about me. What I didn't realize is that Faith also comes into play and well Faith does whatever the hell it wants. So next thing I know, here I am, reunited with my best friend. My brain tumor is gone, and I have my best friend back. It's times like these where I realize it's just a little too good to be true. And it is. Slowly, without even meaning to, I start falling for the boy who was none other then my best friend. Everyone knows falling in love with someone you simply cannot have is a nightmare, and I feel as though this nightmare will just never end.

"I'll kiss you here," Harry said pointing to Alicia's lips and then his finger trailing down her neck. Harry saw her close her eyes and he couldn't help but smirk. She was just too innocent. "And then...." she breathes. "And then...." Harry hums and presses his body against hers. "I will do this." Harry puts both his hands in her hair and crashes their lips together. After several seconds he pulls back, gives himself a head shake and smiles at his student. "Thats it for now." With that Harry strides away from her, but that wouldn't be the last time.

A nerd with a secret life. One that could harm the ones he loves. He tries his best to keep things together, but it all falls apart.

*EDITING* Lucky Clark isn't just your average writer: she takes her profession to an entirely new level as she attempts to experience what her characters go through. But the one thing she can't ever explain, is love. She's not a hopeless romantic, she's just trying to do her job…which is why a chance meeting with Niall Horan becomes inspiration for her new novel. Niall Horan, a single father of three years, isn't looking for love either. He's just trying to get by, juggling his daughter Misty, his job, and the sad non-existence of his dating life. When he saves a girl from jumping off of a bridge, he hardly expects the turn of events, and the girl, that comes with it. Neither of them wanted love. It was by chance they met the first time and purely fate when they met again. She's insane; he's composed. She's complex while he can be read like an open book. She writes, and he sings. He's her inspiration, she's his only hope. It may have been fate or chance in the beginning, but it was only by luck that their story continued. And you know what they say: in this world people make their own luck. *These ideas are my own, so please don't take them or copy this story. Thanks and enjoy reading!