[TRAILER AT THE MEDIA SECTION] Meet Glenda Imperial, a lassie who spontaneously messed up with an egolistical, big-headed and impulsive guy named Zayn Malik who bidden her to be his helper but the thing here is that they are past best of friends who typically treat each other much more. Will they knew about it when both of them suffered from a bewildering accident and got memory loss? What will happen if his best friend (Louis) will reveal their past relationship? Will things amend or will it remain the same? Will this revelation lead them to four-letter-word called LOVE? Find out here by reading this story!

My name is Melody Higgins. Where have you heard that name before, you might be asking? Well my dad is Paul Higgins, bodyguard and manager of the world wide, top of the charts boyband One Direction. People think I'm so lucky to have connections to One Direction but in reality I've never even met them. But that'll all change very soon and my life will be turned upside down. Let's hope my dad doesn't hear about this...

My name is Eleanor Calder. You might know who I am. I model, but millions of teenage girls knew me as the girl who dated Louis Tomlinson from One Direction. Yeah, I said dated. No we did not break up. How are we not together if we didn't break up? He died. Louis Tomlinson died. As well as: Niall Horan Liam Payne and Harry Styles. You may recognise them as well. As well as a girl named Danielle Peazer, my best friend. Also Liam Payne's girlfriend. Dead. Gone. There one day and gone the next. Deceased. Get it now? Not in complete shock? One other thing, did you notice that there was one missing from the list? Someone who is usually mentioned? Someone by the name of Zayn Malik? Well he's still alive. Right here next to me, right now. He says hello. This is our story of what happened when One Direction died. The world will never be the same. I guarantee it.

''Ive always been too big for my boots, and now that I've finally grown into them, I think I've lost her''

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?*

The official fan fiction for One Direction