When the quiet girl in Clayton Hugh's chemistry class comes knocking on his door at five in the morning barely covered up in her little pajamas, inattentive, and drooling like crazy, he has no choice but to take her inside. But once Lucy Walker wakes up inside a room she has never seen before wearing an over-sized t-shirt and gym shorts, you can imagine the pure panic setting in her. The subtle addition of Clayton entering the room shirtless doesn't help much either. After three years of fawning over him, leave it up to her sleepwalking to finally get Clayton Hugh to notice her.

Cassandra Lowe's parents seem to always be at work, leaving their two children with relatives far more than they would like. One day, Cassie's father gets a call asking him and his wife to take a trip to Australia, thousands of miles away from their children. They accept the offer but know they can't leave their seventeen- and eight-year-olds with their grandmother since she was recently bedridden. The couple decides to entrust Cassandra with watching after her little brother with the help of an assistant caretaker who will make daily trips to see them. The pair is pleased with their arrangements, but when the sitter is late, the couple has to leave before meeting the woman who will be taking care of their children for the next week. With slight hesitation, the couple leave, boarding a plane, assuming the elderly lady would arrive sooner rather than later, but little did they know they had hired a dangerous psychopathic killer named Harry Styles. Will Cassandra and Ben escape the harmful hands of their psychotic sitter? Or has he already set his eyes on the young and pure Cassandra...? -COMPLETED- • NO TRANSLATIONS • Description updated on 11/08/25 Highest Ranks: #11 FanFiction #16 Mystery/Thriller Editor: @GrumpyKatx Cover by: @navigate Trailer by: @cuddlingashton Copyright© 2014 _Discovered_

"I know you've been hurt." he said, an ashamed tear making its way down his flawless face, "And I can help you. Let me fix it." he took a step forward, his action recklessly perfect. "Fix what?" I asked, shaking my head as hurt tears made their way down my face. I knew nothing could be fixed, Cameron had already killed me a million times, and I doubted I had many lives left. "Your heart." he said, and I looked in his eyes, which I found to be glossy, and offered a weak smile. He was honestly trying, and I knew this was my chance to stop pitying myself, and start a new chapter of my life. Erase the pain from my mind even though I knew I would never be able to click undo. But as much as I wanted to believe the love and hope in my heart could be saved, I knew it wasn't true. "You can't," I whispered, looking rather down, "You can't fix it." he cupped my face in his hands and grinned. He grinned his famous grin that had been threatening to melt my heart since the day I met him. "Watch me."