"Skinny dipping, are we?" I freeze in panic as a voice floats towards me. A male voice. I whip around in panic and sink further into the water. "Mind if I join you?" My breath hitches as he asks the question, already stripping of his clothes. Dropping his shirt next to my pile of clothes, his outline continues. "I...I-I do mind, actually." I finally say, turning away from him, focusing my gaze on the opposite shore. I try to steady my breathing into a constant pattern, rather than the short unnerving gasps I was previously using. "Too late..." the beautiful male voice whispers in my ear, directly behind me. All Elle has ever wanted is to meet One Direction. Specifically Louis Tomlinson. So what happens when Elle meets him? Will she be disappointed with the crazy boy she always idolized? Or will she find herself on a crazy adventure in the name of love? Then something happens and her entire world falls apart- can Elle start over without losing herself in the process?

|a Grant Gustin fan fic through a stream of text messages| • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • It was Barry Allen. It was The Flash. It was Sebastian Smythe. It was Grant Gustin! I literally was standing in front of and talking to Grant Gustin... Oh crap, I literally just spilled scalding hot coffee on Grant Gustin! What if I burned him? What if he has marks and welts on his chest and abs? Should I ask him to lift his shirt so I can check? Dude. Cam, be normal. Granted that's asking a lot-- just be, you know, not how you can be sometimes. • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • Camryn Reynolds bumped into Grant Gustin at Starbuck's one morning and, since then, their lives haven't been the same.