Inspired by the song "Style", off of Taylor Swift's newest album, 1989. Fanfiction.

Blazers, polos, plaid shirts, varsity jackets, and red pants... all because of one little dare, a bag of carrots, and a kiss. «»«»«» Written By : @lillybird10 (Kat) Cover By : @lillybird10 (me!) [Don't take this story seriously. It's not supposed to be realistic. Also please ignore typos. I don't have time to go back and edit them all. Sorry.]

Arielle Reed, nineteen years old, has been struggling with Leukemia since she was sixteen. When she was eighteen, a year ago, she met the famous Irish popstar Niall Horan of One Direction. A year later, she went to the doctor's for a supposed checkup- and finds out that she only has one year left to live. At the age of twenty, she is supposed to die. She thinks she's been given the death sentence, but her friends and family, including Niall and his bandmates, are desperate to do anything to separate her from death's grip. They hope they can help her survive- but is hoping enough? Ari will be shocked by how far the people who care about her will go to keep her alive, but is that enough when all she wants to do is give up, just let death take all of her burdens?

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?