Written by Emily. Payton is Harry styles long lost step sister who has recently moved in with his Mom and Step dad Robin. Anne falls sick, which means she requires all of her husbands time leaving Payton to her own device, until Harry decides to take her on tour with him. Can Harry, his band members and his tour crew manage with her behaviour or will her wild antics lead to trouble.

Hi, my name is Payton Edwards, and I'm bullied, by the one and only, Harry Styles. ONE DIRECTION IS NOT FAMOUS IN THIS FAN FICTION! :) PLEASE READ! ;) HARRY WOULD NEVER EVER DO THIS!!! I PROMISE. Copyright 2013

I'm walking down the hallway. I'm going to get help from the office. Maybe they gave me the wrong combination? Or the wrong locker number? Either way I need help. I continue walking Down the hallway, my head down to avoid eye contact. When suddenly I'm shoved in the shoulders. Pushed up into the lockers, his hands on both sides of my head, leaning against the locker, I look up with a look of clear shock on my face, when I saw him above me I swear I felt my face soften, he was beautiful, but he's the one that my mum told me to stay away from. He smirks at me "Aren't you a pretty little freshman?" He asked looking down at me

Where to go where to go. I scan the store and notice a dressing room. I run into the nearest door I see, hoping no one else is in there. I get in and quickly slam and lock the door. Evan comes running up and bangs on the door. "Open the door Kacie!" he screams. I don't answer. He soon gives up and I hear him sigh, and then foot steps walking away. I breath a sigh I relief till I hear a guy behind me clearing his throat. I'm not alone. Oops.

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.

17 year old Jessamine Taylor has just recently moved to California after her parents both get job promotions. She's very excited to be moving to a new state. The only thing that catches her off guard is one of Hamminton High School's bad boys, Harry Styles. Something is different about this boy, and she wants to find out.

"She's mine." He purred as he watched her hands snake up the length of her curves. Leaning forwards in his seat, his tongue eagerly glided over the bottom of his lips. "She's no ones." His eyes didn't once leave the Blonde gliding across the floor as if it were her second nature. Flipping her hair to the side he watched as she seductively made her way over to him. Making a figure eight with her hips, a sharp inhale of breath could be heard from the boy 2 feet away from her. Slowly lifting her shirt as her hips rolled in rhythm to the music, his eyes trained down her curvy body landing on a small tattoo above her pink-laced underwear. "Mine." He said again as the girl slowly shook her head, tracing the length of her body with her perfectly manicured fingers. "No." She swiftly said before turning her body around in a circle, swiftly moving her hips as she made her way down to the ground before snaking her way back up. Mine. The boy quietly thought. She's all mine.

I didn't think that vampires were real, that they were myths and were just a part of any humans mind creation. But when I met a stranger named Luke, I believed that vampires were real. And boy did I not know what was coming to me..

Life is about to "change" for 18 year old Hannah when she meets a mysterious boy, Harry, who seems to be an expert at hiding secrets.

Have you ever been forced into love. Being so little and innocent that theirs no choice except for dealing with it. Harry soon finds Payton and plans to play a little game with her. Knowing it would make her fall.