The thing about white lies, is that they darken more than the real ones actually. They start out trying not to hurt someone, but that's all they do. Hurt. I tried to protect him; but I didn't' know how. So I lied. It was only because he was my bestfriend. Because I love him. This secret you ask? Well, my parents died. And I have gastric cancer. How I managed to hide that for so long? No clue. I was willing to do anything to cover it up. When I realized how wrong it was, it was too late. More lies, losses, and love.

{completed} ✓ - He lost the woman he once loved due to his fame, since then he promised he would never do such a thing to a normal girl again. He would never ruin another life again. But it’s not always that easy when life puts someone who you just can’t resist in front of you.

Collection of one shots about One Direction.

Elusive means Difficult to find, catch, or achieve. Our dreams are elusive. To find true love is elusive. To have a happy ending is elusive. After a series of coincidences and hardship, Jade is engaged to the one and only Louis Tomlinson. Jessie is going out with Niall Horan. Zayn and Harry are an item, as are Liam and Danielle. Jade and Jessie went on a worldwide tour together and are best friends, and Danielle is a good friend as well. Seems perfect right? Well there's about to be some trouble in paradise. When one of the boys gets a health scar that may be fatal, will it drive them appartor bring them closer? Read it and find out! (Sepuel to Luckly Mistake, written by @LoveLiveLifexxxx)

{book 2} ✓ - ❝ I'm tired of pity, of everyone looking at me like "poor Zayn, infatuated with his best mates's girl". I know it's not okay and if it were so easy to forget about her I would've done it already. It's not. But I just need time, not people to pity me and force me to move on. Why can't they understand that? I just need time and someone to understand. ❞

{book 1} ✓ - ❝ Once upon a time… Wait, are you shitting me? This story doesn’t start like this. On the contrary! This story is about a girl who thought had enough of men but, of course, her words backfired on her face. Yeah, this girl is me. An average girl… Okay, not so average, more insane, I would say. Whatever. This is my story and if you want to know what happened, keep reading, because it all started with an eating contest. ❞

Watty Awards 2013 Winner! {book 3} ✓ - ❝ The moment I lost my mum things changed. I changed. I realised that no one stays forever, everyone leaves at some point, whether is willingly or not, and you're left alone, broken on the floor. I won't go through that again. I won't give people the chance to break me like that again. I'll protect myself. I'm raising up my walls, higher than anyone has ever seen. I'll be safe. ❞

Ella Payne is sixteen now. She's still Niall's little princess, and still Liam and Meg's little sister. She's really everyone's little sister. It really can't get any better. Meg and Louis finally got to settle down together. They think it's all over. Daddy and Mummy are gone. No more troubles. It's much farther than that. When they shoved everything behind them into the doors and locked it with a key, there was one door they forgot about. Once a new neighbor unexpectedly moves in, they've only realized they've gotten much deeper into the water, much closer to danger. Relationships will be tested, tears will be shed, and if anything, there will be blood.

It started in the mere 6th grade in the awkward stage where some boys had cooites and some didn't. James was lucky enough to be cootie-free and totally single. He was just as awkward as the rest of us, but I feel as though he saved his awkwardness and didn't use any of it in the one, and only, class we had together. "Jane! You're daydreaming again!" The teachers would yell at me. "Sorry ma'am." I would sweetly reply. James would look up from whatever he was doing and smile just a little bit, as he knew the daily routine. I daydream, I get yelled at, and he slightly laughs every time. Now, sophomore year. Same crushes. No more cooties. High School. In this dreaded high school, I only have one class with James. One stupid little class. Thanks fate, thanks alot.