The passionate story of Tessa and Hardin continues as family secrets, deep betrayals, and career opportunities threaten to tear them apart.

*UNDER MAJOR CONSTRUCTION* Now Niall and I were alone. He sighed a little and sat down on the edge of the bed. "I should've protected you." He said. "Niall you-" I tried to say "No, Natalie I should've been there for you. We've been friends since we were three and its my job to keep you safe." I laughed a little. Until I knew. It had all made sense. He had known me since I was three. He needed to protect me. The way he's been acting. "It was you, Niall."

I, Olivia Spencer, do not want to kiss, hold hands with, or date Harry Styles. Even though he looks really cute when he's upset. And looks really hot without a shirt. Wait, what am I saying?! He's just my annoying classmate who SOMETIMES is my best friend. Just sometimes.