Sequel to The Styles Effect (Must read The Styles Effect first if you haven't before reading this one)

"Take it! Just take it!" I demanded in annoyance, springing my whole body out as I tackled Harry from behind. "For the tenth time I don't want your stupid virginity!"

I escaped my reality by reading fanfictions. They escaped their fanfictions to become my reality.

Just an overanxious girl with sarcasm and hurt buried deep inside her, just a tough boy who cannot understand his own weakness... Some stories never die.

a story about ashton being in a mental hospital, and luke being not so nice to him about it. (each chapter is 4 words)

DISCLAIMER: This story was written in late 2012. I wrote Strings Attached as an adolescent with no idea how a healthy, adult relationship should function. This story is dark and twisted in a way that my teen mind couldn't comprehend at the time. There are more than a few scenes in this book with sensitive content. I--in no way--support rape culture and I do not condone my character's actions. However, as I said, this story was written in an ignorant state of mind. I will not remove this story from Wattpad. It is part of my past and though I am disappointed with the content, it shows how far I've come not just as an author but as a free-thinking adult. Thank you for reading. **Excerpt** "Say... it," She gasped, throwing her head back, cupping my face in her hands so that I was forced to meet her gaze. "You're mine." She held my gaze for a second more, before crushing her lips against my own, arms wrapping tight around my neck, pulling me down to her level. Arms sliding easily around her, she wrapped her legs around me as I lifted her up, lips traveling over her chest and collarbone. She moaned as my hands dug into her tender flesh, pulling on it, their violence a stark contrast to the gentle kisses teasing their way up her neck. Bright lines marked the paths that my nails had etched into her skin, marking her, beautiful red tattoos, spreading out over her entire body. Her small hands knotted in my hair, pulling harder and harder as she fought the urge to cry out...

Zayn Malik, an author, praised for his debut novel which has reached beyond bounds, he was brilliant. But at a time where inspiration seems to elude him, he thinks of the perfect boy, his perfect match, but what happens when one day he wakes up to find the boy cooking in his kitchen? (Based on the movie Ruby Sparks)