You all know who One Direction is, you all know what an imagine is, you all know what dirty is!!! If you don't like either of them I suggest you to go read something else, if you like them all GO AHEAD, read and make me happy <3 Fasten your seatbelts, it's gonna be bumpy ride ;)

"He clenched his fists to bring himself back to earth, shutting off the tap. He stood stationary, wondering if anything he had been thinking for the last five minutes made any sense at all. Every thought was about her; he wanted her more than anyone. He came down to one conclusion: he was truly obsessed with her." Cover credit to @Nargles

[Originally written in 2012. Currently under construction] The year is 2012, and One Direction reigns supreme as the world's biggest boy band. At the center of this whirlwind is Eleanor Calder, the epitome of style, and the envy of millions as Louis Tomlinson's girlfriend. That is until a Eleanor's little sister - Ellie enters the scene. Ellie's life takes an unexpected turn when Eleanor invites her to London, thrusting her into a world she could never have imagined. Shy and reserved, Ellie is suddenly living in the heart of the glitzy, chaotic world of pop stardom. Her role? Harry Styles' girlfriend for hire-a façade to keep the paparazzi at bay and the tabloids guessing. Navigating fame, love, and her own identity, Ellie discovers that life in the fast lane is anything but simple - especially when you find yourself falling for Harry Styles. "What a wonderful plot twist you were"

***WARNING: OF VIOLENT AND SEXUAL NATURE*** ***THIS BOOK IS UNDER EDITING. PLEASE CONSIDER THIS WHILE READING, THANK YOU** ❝I think violence in a cinematic context can be, if handled in a certain way, very..seductive.❞ I was innocent, way too innocent in a way that allowed people to screw me over. Including the flithy rich pricks that I called my parents. I didn't have any edge or charisma to my walk, and that's something I was told a lot. Then there was the troubled boy, Harry Styles, who stared into your soul, just because he could. Him, he had charisma, and the edge, and everything that I wanted. And I wanted him to teach me. Give me intensive, heated lessons. Sex lessons. o r i g i n a l ↬ Watch TRAILER before READING ↫ Credits for trailer: SOCKMONKEY7707 ©Floz__

He's my bestfriend. My loving, sweet, caring bestfriend. His name is Luke Hemmings and he's in a band called 5 seconds of summer, with bandmates Ashton, Calum, and Michael. He's been always there for me and I think I love him... He's the boy of my dreams. The boy I've longed to meet, to hold and to kiss... His name is Harry Styles and he's in a boyband called One Direction, with bandmates Niall, Zayn, Louis and Liam... We met in a concert and sparks flew instantly... I think I love him... And there's my bestfriend Jaye Morgan who's dating Niall while Ashton is secretly hoping she'd look his way... I have Luke.... And I have Harry... Who will I choose? My bestfriend that's always been there for me from the very beginning or the man of my dreams, that I met in a concert and made sparks fly? Hi! My name is Sophia Moore and Luke Hemmings and Harry Styles is inlove with me. And let's say my bestfriend and I have a complicated love life...

[on going] What if one boy could flip your whole world around in just a matter of weeks? [first posted July 2, 2013] I'm baaacckkk and we are finishing this story. Rewrite also potentially coming... (Jan 10, 2025 return)

~She couldn't let him slip away. All he wanted... Was to keep her safe Okey, so this is not my story! All the creds is going to my wonderful friend, her Tumblr is http://carefree18.tumblr.com PLEASE VOTE, COMMENT AND SHARE

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?*

I am only fifteen...how could this happen to me? I am nerdy-straight 4.0 GPA, never smoked, never done drugs, never had a boyfriend, never had sex, never tasted alcohol, so why did he have to kidnap me? And how does One Direction fit into this mess?