"And what is the name of that virus?" "They call it 'love'"

If you live long enough in your past, thats where you'll stay.

and it started with her getting the wrong number [top rankings: #28 in short story, #80 in fan-fiction] © circumstance

"Are you afraid?" he whispered. "Yeah.. A bit" I said. "It's going to be alright. Just relax, and lose yourself"

PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THINGS HOLY READ THE REVISED VERSION OF THIS BOOK! Blair Price struggles with a lot of things in her life, such as her mother's death, her father's new 'perfect' family, and secretly loving her best friend. Blair and Harry have known each other for almost fifteen years. He's her rock, her lights that keep her from being completely consumed by darkness. But he is also her worst nightmare, and they constantly fight a circular argument that always has the same outcome. They are complete polar opposites. But then again, opposites attract.

DISCLAIMER: This story was written in late 2012. I wrote Strings Attached as an adolescent with no idea how a healthy, adult relationship should function. This story is dark and twisted in a way that my teen mind couldn't comprehend at the time. There are more than a few scenes in this book with sensitive content. I--in no way--support rape culture and I do not condone my character's actions. However, as I said, this story was written in an ignorant state of mind. I will not remove this story from Wattpad. It is part of my past and though I am disappointed with the content, it shows how far I've come not just as an author but as a free-thinking adult. Thank you for reading. **Excerpt** "Say... it," She gasped, throwing her head back, cupping my face in her hands so that I was forced to meet her gaze. "You're mine." She held my gaze for a second more, before crushing her lips against my own, arms wrapping tight around my neck, pulling me down to her level. Arms sliding easily around her, she wrapped her legs around me as I lifted her up, lips traveling over her chest and collarbone. She moaned as my hands dug into her tender flesh, pulling on it, their violence a stark contrast to the gentle kisses teasing their way up her neck. Bright lines marked the paths that my nails had etched into her skin, marking her, beautiful red tattoos, spreading out over her entire body. Her small hands knotted in my hair, pulling harder and harder as she fought the urge to cry out...

Mickey is a girl that gets bullied constantly during school. No friends to stand up for her, nobody to even speak to her, them being so quick to judge her. When a new neighbor moves in next to her, Harry Styles, things start to change for Mickey.

Lily is forced to move in with her soon-to-be step-mom, step-sister, and step-brother. She immediately has a crush on her step-brother, Harry Styles, and his feelings are mutual. What will happen in this roller coaster of drama, and love? Will their forbidden love work out in the end? Will they end up together and move past their struggles? "Don't say we're not right for each other because the way I see it, we might not be right for anyone else. " © 2014, alyloves1direction ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. This book contains material protected under International and Federal Copyright Laws and Treaties. Any unauthorized reprint or use of this material is prohibited. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system without express written permission from the author.

"Our deal was 19." Harry whispers, brushing our noes in bit of a playful manner. His dimples deepening from either side as a fair giggle left my mouth. "I'm yours."