(COVER MADE BY: londonstars) Far from flawless, she was. Almost too flawless, he was. And maybe, that was what made them perfect for each other. -- All Rights Reserved; Flawed, 2013 © Daxsies --

Ever since Liam and Danielle broke up, he’s moved from one ‘Damsel in Distress’ to the next. But when the boys perform at the White House Easter Show, life takes him in a whole new direction when the President’s daughter attracts his attention. But is he biting off more than he can chew with her? Because this First Daughter is known for her rebellious streak. Will he be able to help change her for the better or will she end up being too much for Daddy Direction?

"Why don't I just go outside, grab a fan and give her a proper snog for you, right now?" Harry Styles, one fifth of the band 'One Direction' seems to be a kettle whose water is slowly boiling to the top. When he explodes, the licks of water leave marks not only on him but manage to find themselves on the heart of a girl who wanted nothing more than to dodge all the drama. But what is she to do when Harry seems to become harder to escape than she'd hoped? Cover by AlexandraJoy All Rights Reserved. ©

Was it her beauty that reeled me in? The mysterious, deep, color her eyes contained? Or her addictive smile, smell, or even her personality? It was none of these things. The reason she's too afraid and too sad to even talk is what made her even more mysterious and captivating to me. Not talking for six years as a side affect from a tragic accident is what I learned had caused it; her sister and mothers death traumatized her. And my goal is to help her break free, to help her gain the courage to live her life to the fullest. To speak to me.

[✓] ∥ It all happened in a split second. One moment I was on his back, and the next one I was lying on the ground, watching the man who would be responsible for my possible disabilities run away. The woman was sitting and had her back against a near-by wall, and from what I could see, her eyes were wide and she was shaking. I would be too, if I wasn't paralyzed. Literally. A few hours later, well, just about 20 seconds in reality, she slowly stood up and observed me with horror in her eyes for a few moments. I looked back at her, seeing as that was the only thing I could do to let her know I was still alive. "Dear lord, child, what have you done?" She whispered, looking down at me. "I need..." I could barely choke the words out. "I need you to call the ambulance." Copyright © 2014 by funkystyles