Calista Blake is an aspiring dancer in New York City. One Direction is a British-Irish boy band scheming to take over the world with their angelic voices and gorgeous faces. Calista and her best friend, Bailey Green, get the chance to become background dancers for the boys leading them into a crazy world of cute guys, crazy fans, and more than enough dancing. They were definitely ready for tour.

Naomi used to live an innocent and protected life, until her sister was murdered. Her mother and father are workalochics and she couldn't stand being alone in the house so often. She decides to organise with her Uncle Paul to move to England, and live with him. Until she finds out his true idenity, but will that be the only surprise. Or will something from her past and Nightmares come and haunt her?? I hope that as time progresses in this Fanfic my writing gets better. But if you have any feedback or idea's for things, don't hesitate! Tell me! Leave me a comment :)

*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

That stupid, stupid kiss. Why did I have to say anything at all? Why couldn't I have waited a few more minutes? Why did he have to turn his head? Yeah, my name's Harry Styles and I just kissed my best mate on stage in front of thousands of screaming girls with thousands of high speed cameras. And I liked it. DISCLAIMER! All Ideas in this story except for the names and appearances of the characters are mine! This story is copyrighted, meaning I do not allow for any translations, spin offs, or copying. Thanks for understanding.