Basically, everyone is almost like requesting me to post this fanfic because I have a copy. PLEASE PLEASE! CREDITS TO HAN-RAWR. Bo is a beautiful shy girl who is unexpectedly caught by a real bad boy. Harry is the dangerous one. Will the Angel help the bad side to go away and the good get into the real Harry? READ READ READ. Disclaimer: credit due to the original writer. This is not my work!

Andie just got kicked out of her high school. As a trouble making senior, her parents are making her move to England with her Uncle- who happens to be the co-manager of Simon Cowell's record label. Who will she love? Who will she hurt? Be prepared to yell at a few characters, cheer for love, scream for break up, crying, and having your head spin. -I wrote this during the summer of 2012, so it's not my best work. I have changed so much (and improved) as a writer. But I really love this story, and I think you will too- P.S. Due to the weak plot line, I took bits of this and placed them into my next story. It's not a fan fiction like 5G1BP1D, but hopefully a bit more solidified. :D

Fifteen years. The number of normal every-day life. One day. The number of time when my life suddenly took a 180. 8000. The number of miles I was taken away from my home. Two. The number of parents I will never see again, Two weeks. The number of weeks I lived with kidnappers, rapists, and murderers. Three times. The number of times I lost my innocence to three different men. Four months. The number of months I lived a semi-normal but hectic life with practically strangers. Two. The number of children I carried Two. The number of times I was kidnapped. One week. The number of weeks I was held hostage. Thirty. The number of times I probably passed out or fainted. One hundred plus. The number of times I cried and felt sorry for myself. Six months. The number of months I waited until I got to see my children. Thirty seconds. The number of seconds it took before my life fully crumbled before my very eyes. A moment. How long it took for it all to start over again. Save Them, Please? *Sequel to 'Help Me, Please?*

{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. ❞

**One Direction FanFic** Erica has been being abused by her aunt and cousin for 4 years now. When her aunt has to let 5 famous kids stay at their house for awhile, they find out Erica's secret. Do they care? Or do they just walk away?

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?

Everything is dip dyed isn't it? Sometimes most of it is happy, and some times most of it is sad. -I WAS 12 DON'T READ-

******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.

Kylie and Zayn have been best friends since they were little kids. They're going through the ups and downs of friendship and along the way, maybe even love. (I promise the story is better than the summary)

I am only fifteen...how could this happen to me? I am nerdy-straight 4.0 GPA, never smoked, never done drugs, never had a boyfriend, never had sex, never tasted alcohol, so why did he have to kidnap me? And how does One Direction fit into this mess?