In which a quiet girl trying to get through her last year of high school by avoiding all conflict in her school and sitting in the back. She didn't expect a new math teacher who also became her new volleyball coach which made her plans to have a chill last year into chaos. #1 in Fanfiction

He never knew life could be this way, but truly if he did, he wouldn't have cared. He cared about nothing, not even himself until her. Before her, he was empty/ Before her he knew nothing of joy or completion, and this is his journey to his life After her.

Acting as if they hasn't lost anyone, they finally begin to move on with their lives. They've succeeded in graduating from high school on time, and are now looking forward to attending their dream colleges and living life to it's fullest. Two years after their arrest, Harry Styles and Liam Payne are finally let out of their jail cells after serving their time locked up in the cold and unforgiving prison cells. After their departure from prison, they make the grimly discovery of their enemy escaping from his own cell, setting out to kill them. Still driven by their anger of losing their loved ones, Kyla, Sam, Harry, and Liam are determined to find a way to end this tiring battle one and for all. With no where to run and no where to hide without being hunted down, they declare war to end the madness that has begun nearly two years ago. ~|~ [２/２ ＳＯ ＣＯＬＤ ＳＥＲＩＥＳ] [Copyright © OneDream175 All Rights Reserved.]

[in major editing] Accompanied with a loyal friend by the name of Kyla, Sam attends a party of every high schooler's dream and walks out past their official curfew, set by their parents from past habits. Found irritated by her seemingly over-protective sibling, Zayn, she returns home before her parents bust her for going out against their home rules. Unfortunately, neither Kyla nor Sam make it home that night. They're now in the hands of two powerful men that are driven under the control of their boss. In their kidnapping, Kyla and Sam discover Zayn's secret addiction to marijuana. It turns out, much to their discomfort, Zayn's in debt with a man that is willing to do anything for his payment. [Ｂ Ｏ Ｏ Ｋ １/２ Ｓ Ｏ Ｃ Ｏ Ｌ Ｄ Ｓ Ｅ Ｒ Ｉ Ｅ Ｓ] ~|~ My book is being translated into other languages! POLISH http://www.wattpad.com/50358316-so-cold-one-direction-t%C5%82umaczenie SPANISH http://www.wattpad.com/story/20999348-so-cold-one-direction-traducida ROMANIAN http://www.wattpad.com/story/18165573-so-cold-one-direction-romana [Copyright © OneDream175 All Rights Reserved.]

"Harry, are you okay? What are you doing in my room?" I asked Harry. I was confused though. Was he sleep walking? "Just to talk" he answered and sat down on the edge if my bed. "Ok what?" I ask kinda irritated that I'm losing sleep. "Has anyone ever touched you before?" he asks me with a serious tone. "Wha- what?" I stutter. "Harry I don't think we should be talking about this, your dating my sister" "Has anyone ever kissed you?" he just goes on. "No" I answer looking down. "Perfect" he answers coming closer to me with a smirk on his face.

[COMPLETED] "Why do you always stare at me?" "B-Because You're B-Beau-tiful." Violet was the shy girl Harry loved to draw. Harry was the stuttering boy Violet fell in love with. © londonstars

In which a sarcastic girl with a secret fear of touching meets a rebellious, lilac haired boy who can't seem to keep his hands off her. (last updated 2020)

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...

"Why do they call it Shadowood?" I ask as we walk deeper into the forest. Old, dried up leaves crunch beneath my feet as I move a branch to the side, and drops of water from the trees above fall on my clothes from the recent rain. "Because they say that where ever you go, even in the clearings, a shadow is always following closely behind." All rights reserved. Cover by @surrealinfinities

"You gotta smile Harry! It's the only way it'll work." She half yelled at me while a giggle escaped her lips. "The only way what will work?" "Well the picture of course." She stated with a small frown scrunching up her nose "I am going to take that as one very amusing complement." I laugh *click* I run over to her and she shows me the picture "There, picture perfect." She smiled widely at me and I smiled back. Because when you look at her... That's all you can do.