Brooklyn Moore has a crush on Louis Tomlinson but he doesn't even know that she exists. Surprisingly, she takes up courage and expresses her feelings toward him in a love letter. Instead of rejecting her kindly, Louis being the jerk he is, reveals love letter in front of the whole school with the intentions of humiliating her. What happens when they end up living under the same roof? Will Louis continue to act coldly toward Brooklyn or will he actually fall for her? Well I guess you have to read to find out. [Inspired by the Korean Drama: Playful Kiss]

The passionate story of Tessa and Hardin continues as family secrets, deep betrayals, and career opportunities threaten to tear them apart.

basically, it's imagines I've made about Niall Horan :)

Marcel Styles is your average nerd. But beneath the nerd, there's a heart. A heart that just wants to be loved. Ember Rockmore is your average teenage girl. But beneath the girl, there's a heart A heart that almost stopped. When Ember Rockmore moves out to Cedar Hills, she expects to be able to start over. She wants to forget her past. Change her life. What she doesn't expect to do is to change someone else's life. Enter Marcel Styles. Lived in Cedar Hills all his life and never once made a single friend. Well except for his Russian nanny. But soon all of that changes when a tall, blonde girl walks into his English Classroom. Marcel is that someone else. But just when you think you have heard it all, Marcel has one more secret tucked neatly in his pocket. This secret could kill, and it has. Take a journey with Marcel and Ember. Find out what they're hiding beneath those thick lenses, and the beautiful blue eyes.

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...

yup....Liam Payne imagines I've made

These are basically Harry imagines I've written