So, what happens when a young teenage girl gets a job as One Direction's guitar player for their tour? Well, it ends in love, relationships, tears, pain, friendships gained and broken, and enemies and alliances made. She and her band mates get spiraled into the realistic truth of sex, drugs, and rock n' roll. *NOT FOR YOUNG READERS*

Everyone dies, someday and somehow. Sixteen year old Allie is dying of cancer. More than anything, she wants to be a normal teenager. But pretending is exhausting and the lies pile up. With a chance at first love and true friends, Allie must choose between maintaining the pretence or risking everything with the truth. Can Allie open her heart and embrace love? If you liked 'The Fault in Our Stars' by John Green or 'A Walk to Remember' by Nicholas Sparks, you'll love Awakening to Life.

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...

❝you're just the sperm donor; and that's all you'll ever be.❞ WARNING: THIS STORY IS NOT EDITED AND IS RUSHED AND, TO BE HONEST, NOT MY BEST WORK. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. © payning ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

❝But why would I want to get in heaven, when all my friends are in hell?❞ [Warnings: highly sexual content, age differents, drug-use, strong language]

"Stop being so innocent! It's boring." Harry mocked me. "And how am I supposed to do that?" All playfulness from his face has disappeared. "Let me teach you." At first, my thought was no. An immediate no. I've known Harry my whole life, this would be weird, but i'm tired of being mocked about my innocence. "Fine..." I whispered crossing my arms across my chest. My foot began tapping, a habit I picked up from my mother. "I'll do it, but you can't tell anyone." My finger pointing at him like a mother would do scolding a child. "No one has to know. Not a soul." He leaned further into me, forcefully gripping my hips pushing me against his bedroom wall.

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