Autumn Clifford was that girl who wasn't too fussed with P.E, at all. Actually during all her years in the class she'd only participated three times. The first class of the year, the first swimming lesson and that one time that really cute guy needed a partner. He turned out to be gay though, too bad! He was super cute and funny. This year there's a new teacher, and he caught her attention. Maybe it's the fact that they share the same taste i music, or that he gave her a nickname already the first day? Or maybe the way he mocks her all the time. Autumn gets a chance to be the photographer for her favorite bands when they have a concert in her town. But her two friends won't let her look into the opening band. Why are they being so secretive? And what's up with that guy she meets at the bup? Who is he? (i'm bad at descriptions but people seem to like my story, so give it a chance?)

Harry Styles is moving from England into Robin's apartment building in Wales, who knows what will happen... Update every Saturday!! (And possibly some in between!) ------ I look in the mirror and hate what I see, a broken down girl, staring back at me. Her eyes are swollen, her skin pale as snow, 'If I disappear, will anyone know?' ------- "You're strong, you'll get through this." Trish says . "You know what the worst part about being strong is? No one ever asks if you're okay." I scream at my friend. "You don't need to be asked, we can see you're not okay." She looks at me with sympathetic eyes. "Then why do I suffer alone?" I plead quietly. -------

Written by: Han-Rawr (I'll update when she does!! and I'm not the author I promise you that!) "i can tell you're to be a challenge." He almost growled. "I like that." Harry smirked. He dipped his head, nudging mine to the side before I felt his lips press to the skin of my neck. The ends of his curly hair tickled at my cheek. Harry reluctantly released one of my arms so he could hold the back of my head, preventing me from escaping. I instantly placed my free hand on his chest in protest, attempting to push him away as I felt him harshly suck. "Harry." I begged. I fisted the front of his t shirt between my fingers; the sharp pain intensified as his teeth grazed the skin. His breathy laugh fanned over the area as I desperately struggled against the male's hold before he continued to draw blood to the surface. The sensation was somewhat eased with the attention of his soft lips. But Harry wouldn't allow me that comfort for long, nipping hungrily at my neck with his teeth. I gasped when his tongue licked over the newly sensitive skin, planting a few kisses. He blew over the sloppy wet spot, igniting a chill through my entirety. Harry stepped back smirking as I yanked my arm from his large hand. My fingers drifted up to my neck, sucking in a sharp breath when I dabbed over the sore spot. I whimpered in fright as he drew closer. "You're mine now." He spoke in a hushed tone.

The passionate story of Tessa and Hardin continues as family secrets, deep betrayals, and career opportunities threaten to tear them apart.