Louis has never been fond of the attention he's getting from every girls and even with guys. He's always been an attention shunner and never pays any interest when it comes to his love life. But everything changed when he met "the social outcast and the biggest nerd" Marcel. One party. One night. One kiss..... and that's when the chase begins..

Harry was used to hearing it. "Who's that?" "The new kid Harry. Don't go after him." "Why? Ooh, is he a bad boy?" "No, but his boyfriend is." The gossip came from everyone. But the people who talked didn't know Louis like Harry knew Louis.

Louis Tomlinson, 28, internationally succesful football player for Stoke city and the national team. He's openly gay and happily married to Harry Styles, who sacrificed his career to support his husband and raise their children. As Louis' football career starts really kicking off, needing him to train a lot, go on international trips with the team, his family seems to be getting in second place. Will Harry be still happy with a second place? Will he still be willing to sacrifice everything for a husband who's never there and kids that start asking where their other dad is? What if Louis gets an opportunity he can't refuse, but that requires him to move abroad? Choices have to be made, fights be fought and tears will be shed. Who will win this game, or is there even a winner?

Dominic Valentine, sexy, wealthy author. Sold thousands of copies of his last novel. To celebrate this big number, his best friend since grammar school, blindfolded him and dragged him into a gay strip club. He was furious because if someone saw him in a place like this it could be bad for his career. People are quick to judge and they’d make him look like a bad person. But all his care and caution flew out the window when he spotted the beautiful boy dancing in the cage. That beautiful boy would be Orion Harding. Orion Harding...A do it yourselfer. He’s been on his own since he was sixteen when he ran away from his foster home. His foster parents were cruel to him and one night something bad happened—or almost happened—and he decided he wasn’t going to wait around for it to turn him into a bitter, scared person and ran away. This magnificent beauty with hooded blue eyes, succulent full lips, and a sexy, sexy dancer, captured Dominic. Dominic didn’t know what it was about that boy that made him feel so enflamed with passion, lust, desire and just a little taste of love at first sight on the tip of his tongue. Whatever it was, he had to have him. And he’d do anything to make that boy fall for him.

He was standing in the corner with a sly smile on his face. I didn't know what he was doing, or why he was doing it. But honestly, I kind of liked it. I saw his hand motion me towards him and the next second, he was kissing me. His lips pressed against mine, opening, closing....He stopped and, surprising him, but surprising me most of all, I pulled him closer and kissed him harder. " Wait," I heard myself say. " Boundaries, we've got to have boundaries." He bit his lip and I felt his hand slide up my shirt. " Yeah, but not tonight."

Prologue: I look down at hands, which are roped to the chair, and the same goes for my feet. The metallic red liquid, drips of my busted lip, onto my blue jeans. I hear mumbling outside the door, I can't really make out what they are saying though. I really don't remember why i'm here or how I got here, but I have a feeling in my gut i'm not gonna get out any time soon. well I should probably introduce my self My names Niall Horan, and i'm 19 years old, I was just visiting my best friend Liam Payne for the summer, but I now highly doubt i will ever see him again. I wonder what they want from me, it wont be for something good though I know it. I hear the door open, and foot steps coming towards me, I dont bother to look up from my pants. I hear the terrible sound of a metal chair scrapping across the floor. The sound stops right in front of me, I slowly look up to see someone dressed in all black, black skinny jeans, a plain black shirt, a black leather jacket, black boots, yeah you get my point. The boy sitting right in front of me is beautiful, yes i'm gay get over it, brown golden eyes that make you want to jump into them and drowned in pure joy, perfectly styles hair, it looks like he spends a LOT of time on that. "so blondie, your finally awake" he smirks at me, hmm, thats a sexy smirk "why am I here?" I ask sharply, he gets up fron his seat and sits on my lap, "you are here because you are now my..." "your what?" he slowly bring his lips to my ear and whispers "prisoner"

*BOYXBOY EXTREME* Innocent, pure Harry with dark Niall. What will Harry do? Stay, fight, learn to love? What will Niall do to protect his claim? Use fear, charm, love? Could be everything in between. *warning; includes swearing, smut, other*

"Harry Styles has been reported to be at the hospital for almost two days now after being a victim of a wild car accident last Friday night after last being seen sitting at a bar drinking alone." Part of me was kind of shocked due to not remembering that factor, then again I never really thought about how I ended up in the bed I'm currently sitting in, or even how I injured my leg. Though, I felt my lips twist into some kind of grin because one of my dreams just came true, I was on television. Not proud of the situation, but― "...his band members have not been in contact with the press since the incident and the fans are going wild wanting, no, demanding for more news on what happened." She went on. I felt my eyes bulge out of its sockets. Wait a second; band members? Fans!? CHASING THE MOMENTS. checked marked as completed story on August 12, 2012.

"Good, you're early. Perfect. Come with me." From the tour Don gave me yesterday I knew he was taking me to the kitchen. I guess I'm about to find out why. "Make me that wicked cup of coffee you spoke about." God, his accent. "As you wish, sir," I said with a mock British accent. "And what flavor do you prefer?" I asked, looking at the variety of International Delight creamers. "Pick the one you like." His voice was smooth and soft as he said that. I couldn't stop myself from smiling or turning around to look at him. He had his butt resting against the counter. He had his arms crossed over his chest and one foot over the other as he watched me. I felt my breathing pick up at how sexy he looked. My God. He wore high water pants, this time green, and boat shoes instead of loafers. Someway somehow he managed to pull off a leather jacket with that outfit. I don't know much about fashion but I would not even dare to put those two together. I could tell he had really broad shoulders. An image flashed through my mind. I had my hands underneath his arms and my fingernails digging into his shoulder as he backed me up against a wall and wrap my legs around his waist, fucking me hard against the wall. Jesus Christ, I hope Tommy doesn't ask me about him again because he's going to be very pissed if I tell him I imagined my boss banging me against the wall.

King has never had a family,he was never taught to love, he was never taught anything but to fight and fighting was what he was good at. But what happens when he is thrown into high school and a new family? Will he adjust or will he cave into the pressure of it all? Rowan never had a father figure. Raised by single mother and although he has his one best friend feels lonely. What if one day a misunderstood soul walks in through his door? Could he change all that?