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About two strangers with more in common than they ever would've thought, and it all started in a taxi cab.

Have you ever tried to be something you're not? Let me tell you, it's not easy. As far as the school is concerned, Paige Walker is the innocent good girl. But when she rekindles a friendship with Zayn Malik, the student body badass, she discovers a secret of his. A secret she can't help but fall into as well. The only problem? They're complete opposites, and leading a double life is not nearly as fun as it sounds...

When Alisha was shipped away to a snobby English boarding school, she never imagined how much her life would change. Especially after befriending the mysterious man in the mask at her classmate's masquerade birthday ball. Newfound friendship, love, and drama is enough to shake up anyone's life, but adding secrecy to the mix might just be too much for Alisha to handle.

Having a sister with cancer is not easy, but Aria has always been a fighter. An inspiration if you will. Now, I've heard the survivor stories, but what about the people who don't make it? For them, there comes a time when they truly believe they can no longer keep fighting. My sister went through this stage. She thought it would be a good time to make her one final wish known before she passed on. She wanted to meet One Direction, her idols, the ones who keep her smiling. When they visited the hospital, everyone knew they were coming to fill Aria's life with joy. However no one ever suspected they would do the same for me.

((guys this is terrible and in the process of being severely edited so it probably won't make a lot of sense. You've been warned :3)) "Leah, you're adopted." Those three words sent my life spiraling into craziness. Especially when I discover my birth family happens to be the Tomlinsons. Yes, Tomlinson, as in Louis Tomlinson of One Direction. The extremely famous boyband...

Cara Romero is your typical hardcore directioner. That's until she decides she's had enough with the boys’ big-headed behavior. However when she declared her hate for the band she never expected to wake up as the one and only Harry Styles, and he sure never expected to wake up as her. Now she and Harry must work together in order to get their own lives back. Through this wild adventure the two learn how to view life from a different point of view as they're forced to see things through an all new perspective.

It's not the days that we remember, but it's the moments within those days that are ingrained in our minds. Those moments become treasures in a way. Anyone can walk away, anyone can leave, but the memories never will. They stay forever, the good and the bad. The painful and the cherished. Me? Oh, I don't have any memories, but someone else probably does. To someone else, I'm that person that walked away. I'm the one that left. The memories are still there though. Maybe not in my mind, but in theirs. The tragic part? I don't even know their name.

Harry Styles and Andy Hughes have never gotten along. She's the good girl with a clean record, and he's the arrogant rule breaker. When the cops catch them in the act of a crime that Andy really had no part of, they're both thrown behind bars for the next forty eight hours. Being locked up with someone you hate for two days might just be the one thing that drives the two of them to insanity. Will they make it to the end of their stay, or will they crack before their time is up?

(IN EDITING) Hi. I'm Nicole Miller and I've been in foster care since I was born seventeen years ago. I've moved around a lot to say the least. Over the years I've been used, abused, and sexually harassed by my various foster parents. Now, I'm moving again. I never know quite what to expect. All I know about this new family is that their last name is Styles, or something along those lines. For some reason my caseworker really thinks I'll like these people. And I really hope she's right.