I am only fifteen...how could this happen to me? I am nerdy-straight 4.0 GPA, never smoked, never done drugs, never had a boyfriend, never had sex, never tasted alcohol, so why did he have to kidnap me? And how does One Direction fit into this mess?

3 Identical Boys...Triplets The "Styles" Triplets All 3 look so similar to one another but, they're all different in their own way. Marcel is the goody goody. Gets straight A's wears funky glasses and isn't the best with the ladies. Edward. The punk, the rocker & the bad one. He isn't the nicest person you'll meet. He's inked all over and a carefree guy. Does what he wants when he wants. And lastly..Harry. The sweetheart, the gentleman & the ladies man. The popular kid in school who everyone admires. The life of any party. All 3 of these boys are so different from each other for looking so much alike. But they do have ONE thing in common. They all like the same girl...... © COPYRIGHT @IWLWWY_Fanfics 2013 ♡

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?*

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.

A Girl named Stella lives in Washington. Her parents both work for the government. She believes a zombie apocalypse will happen one day. She was right, the next day there was a zombie apocalypse. One direction was doing a concert in Washington, when the madness broke out. Through out all this chaos, they find each other. Who will live and who will die. Most importantly, Do they get saved, or are they left to die.. There will be violence, blood and death. Read at your own risk.. You've been warned.