"Sierra, you go with Harry Styles." I raised up my head at the words, giving my teacher an incredulous glance. "Do I really have to?" Was the only thing I managed to say. The teacher gave me an annoyed look. "Did you not understand? You go with Harry Styles." I turned my head to look at him. At the mention of his name he glanced up, and if his green eyes hadn't frozen me in place already, the unimpressed look he gave me would've done it right away. [BOOK ONE] [BOOK TWO - AQUARELLE] Started: Feb 2018 Completed: April 2019 18/01/19 #1 in fanfiction 28/09/18 #1 in harrystyles 06/10/18 #1 in harry • THE FICTION AWARDS WINNER 2019 - BEST FANFICTION •

"Run, Rosalie, run," his deep voice sung, almost like a sick nursery rhyme. His words swirled around me, each syllable like a needle stabbing into my skin. I knew he was trying to torment me, but all I wanted to do was get away from him. I kept running, the muscles in my legs burning furiously, but I dared stop in case I was caught. "Everything you're running from is still in your head." I scrunched my face up, trying my hardest to ignore his words as I sped away from him. But I knew he was right. Even if I out ran him, his presence was still in my mind, slowly turning me insane. I heard his bellowing laugh behind me as cold hands gripped my waist from behind, sharp fingernails piercing into my skin. "Running from your problems is a race you'll never win," he whispered, his hot breath burning my ear. "I'll always beat you." And he was right.

[SPONSORED BY TELUS] For Winona Prescott, senior year was supposed to be simple; get good grades, graduate and have a bit of fun on the side. But when a video of her kissing another girl goes viral throughout the entire school overnight, everything takes a turn for the worse. Friends she once trusted turn on her, peers shut her out and her only comfort is from a friendship she once thought was lost. Winona just wants everyone to forget the video ever existed. But then the messages start to appear. Repeatedly, Winona's phone is filled with hate messages from an unknown account. She tries to delete them, they come back. She tries to ignore them, the paranoia sets in. Soon there are groups and pages, all spewing hate directed right at her and Winona is crumbling under the pressure. From the relationship with her dad, to the cold shoulder from everyone at school and the faceless person targeting her, Winona doesn't know what to do. Because the scariest opponent is the one you can't see.