All eighteen year old Anna Lee wanted was a summer babysitting job. That's exactly what she got when she received a call from someone named Simon requesting a babysitter for his five sons. Who knew that the five boys would be the boy band One Direction? Or that sometimes they'd be babysitting her! (disclaimer: this was written by thirteen-year-old me, don't expect anything fantastic despite the amount of readers)

Trinity was an ordinary teenage girl. She wasn't one of the popular girls, but wasn't looked down on, either. She was just sort of there. Boys had never really shown any interest in her, skipping over her like she was just another brick in the wall. But when Trinity starts sending letters to an imaginary 'Mr.Perfect', she gets more than she bargained for. When it turns out that the address she was sending them to is real, she is roped into situations she would never have imagined. Attracting the attention of a rather dark, dangerous boy who seems to know more about her than she does herself, Trinity would soon realise that her idea of 'Mr.Perfect', isn't so perfect after all. But there was no going back.

Emily Fray is a shy, friendly and unexperienced girl when it comes to love. Louis Tomlinson is a mysterious, dangerous guy, the kind of guy that gets people scrunching their noses or cross the street when they seem him. So, what in thw world would ever bring these two together? [I AM GONNA START EDITING THIS - 14/04/2018] so y'all i'm sorry about my english at that time and all of that :) and thank you for even trying to actually read this :o like whaaaaaaaat haha

Serenity Meyers. you don't know that name do you? Louis Tomlinson? oh yes. the baddest boy around, unforgiving, heartless, and cruel. well, thats what everyone thinks.. A one chance encounter leaves Serenity wondering. . who IS the REAL Louis Tomlinson? what happens when something tragic threatens to tear them apart? will anything ever be the same after everything is lost?

My name's Marcel. Nerd. Poet. Teenage Loser. You think you know the real me, but you don't. I wish you could see the true me, but no one has cared enough to. Until she came. All rights go to _smilelikeniall (myself). Everything is written by me. No copyright intended. Please do not claim my words and/ or ideas as yours. Do not repost my words without giving me credit. Thank you.