Blossom Gold was madly in love with her boyfriend Ryan Jones; from the age of 14 she suffered from heart disease which intern meant she needed a heart transplant — at the age of 17 this wasn't easy for her or her boyfriend to handle; Unfortunately, her beloved boyfriend was her secret donor. That day forth she swore her heart would stay with Ryan and she would never fall in love again; but what will happen when she meets worldwide heart-throb — Louis Tomlinson.

Carrie Enders is a 16 year old girl. Who just happens to be Louis Tomlinson's distant cousin. So what happens when One Direction decides to take her away from the hellhole she lives in? Will she find peace? Love?

Aria is on the verge of dying and Niall is enjoying his pizza. How does a wrong number connect these two fatefully ill-fated lovers?

Sky Hudson is a new orphan and was once a victim of bullying by Harry Styles!! A few life events lead to her getting adopted by the one and only Simon Cowell, which of course means coming face to face with Mr Styles himself!! Has he changed!?? First fanfiction guys, hope you like it!! <3

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-

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?*

Well this is different, I thought to myself, as I stared at the 5 boys now standing in front of me.The grins were long gone from their faces, and a new dumb-founded expression was now playing across their features. "You never told them I was gonna be a girl, did you ?" I narrowed my eyes at Simon, while nudging Val, who was clearly trying not to laugh at the boys expressions. ------------------------------------------------------------------- I'm Rickie. Just turned 18, finished my exams, got an awesome new motorcycle, and I'm currently heading over to England to study law and psychology at Oxford University, and finally start training in the London police department with my overprotective, idiot of a twin brother (Who I love to bits, but he doesn't need to know that) Everything had been prearranged and was supposed to be a simple matter of settling in our newly bought apartment, focusing on my education whilst attending training, and overall, carrying on in a NORMAL manner. What really happened couldn't have been further from the truth. Being hired as a personal bodyguard for a world famous boy band who I was supposed to be protecting from a series of seemingly unconnected "Accidents", whilst refraining my own brother from seriously harming any of them because of the fact they keep hitting on me - wasn't really on my agenda when I thought about the things that I would be doing when I got here. Did I mention I was also currently living with them ? Or that one of them has a burning desire to smother me in possessiveness ? No ? Make that all of them.