"Hey Guys! Be quiet!" Chloe's voice echoes throughout the room. The entire party falls dead silent. "Do you guys," She takes a pause, smiling at her boyfriend before continuing, "Do you guys think it's fair, that this- slut right here, little miss Aubrey Castello, is flirting with MY boyfriend, at MY party?" She finishes, putting her free hand on her hip. Her other hand occupies a red solo cup, something that nearly every teenager in this room has, filled with an alcoholic drink of some sort. The room fills with snorts, and whispers. A random person in the crowd screams, "Don't even bother, Aubrey. You're way too ugly!" "That's not fair! Caleb's my best friend, what the hell! I wasn't flirting with him, we were just talking!" I cry back. I looked at Caleb for help, but he just sits there drinking whatever was out of his red cup. "It's not my fault, you're trying to get MY boyfriend to like you!" Chloe bites back. She walks over to Caleb, plopping herself down in his lap, I watch as he welcomes her by placing his arm around her back, pulling her close in for a kiss. I quickly look away because I know this is part of Chloe's plan. To break me down. To weaken me and control me, but I wasn't having it anymore. Instead of feeling envious of the two, I feel brave. In one quick move I quickly state, "I don't actually care, because I have a way better boyfriend." "Oh yeah, and who's that?" Chloe sneers, a smirk playing on her lips. I pause, "I'm dating Harry Styles."

One harmless song turned into something so much more. [This book deals with the reality of depression, it needs to be brought to our attention. The outcome once this this is finished is to show you the true beauty you withhold. Some parts may be graphic as you get farther into the book, just a warning. Stay strong, I just want to help you with what you may be experiencing.]

Emma Starr; an 18 year old girl who often finds herself being sassy, hilarious, sarcastic, and saying things that tend to make her seem a lot cooler than she actually is. Harry Styles; sweet, charming, handsome, and part of a well known band, One Direction. What happens when these two meet? Possibly form a relationship? Fall in love? Sweet, Sweet Love. Previously known as Skype Call Gone Wrong Changed because of Copyright issues xx

17 year old Jessamine Taylor has just recently moved to California after her parents both get job promotions. She's very excited to be moving to a new state. The only thing that catches her off guard is one of Hamminton High School's bad boys, Harry Styles. Something is different about this boy, and she wants to find out.

(WARNING: SLOW UPDATES DUE TO SCHOOL) I typed in my name and address as fast as I possibly could. My hands were aching and my fingers were getting tired. I had to win, I just had to. I couldn't let my little sister down. "Chanel, stop." My mom called. I looked at her, tears in my eyes. My little sister has Cerebral Palsy. She loves One Direction more than anything in this world. Cerebral Palsy is a disorder that affects muscle tone, movement, and motor skills (the ability to move in a coordinated and purposeful way). She can't play any sports. She can hardly walk. She can't run. She is pretty much helpless. I love her nonetheless. She stays in a wheelchair all the time. The only time she gets out is to take a bath, sleep, or use the bathroom. Sometimes she goes to Physical Therapy. But we can't go to that regularly, because of the distance it takes to get there. She always has someone by her side. If it's me, my mother, or Veronica. My dad left us years ago for some whore in Las Vegas, but that didn't stop us. I was going to win this contest to meet One Direction if my life depended on it.