The new girl in town, Allison Johnson, makes a deal with local sports-star Calum Hood. Little does she know, that's the first of many deals she'll be making with him.

Meet Allison Horan, well she's know as Allison Sherly because she was supposed to be kept a seceret from the media. She was the little mistake in the Horan family and was kept with her mother who was not much of a good influence. Niall and Allison have a good brother-sister relationship even though they weren't supposed to keep in touch, and now Niall had offered her to live with him and the rest of One Direction so that she can live a better life. That's until she finds out that her mothers mistakes and her past communication with one of the band members can change her future to points that she never would have imagined. A Zayn malik Fan Fiction.

"Before you can see the light you have to deal with the darkness"

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.

Everybody in this world has a soulmate. When you are born, you are given a silver chain necklace with an intricate charm. There are only two that are exactly alike in the entire world. The caring ones, the shy ones, the confident ones, the tough ones, the angry ones, the sick ones, the crazy ones, everybody has a necklace. It's only if you choose to follow it, that you will find your one true love. When the town bad boy who is constantly in trouble discovers Harley is his soul mate, he doesn't wait a second to make sure she's all his.

Alyssa starts off her junior year of school a lot differently than she planned when she meets a geek named Marcel.

“There are three types of people,” he murmurs while gazing at her. “Those who come face to face with death unintentionally, ones who don’t have any control over it, and ones that greet it with open arms blatantly, which is you, darling. And it’s a pity,” He crouches down in front of her and his filthy hands rest on her knees. “I’ll give you two options to choose from,” he says before faintly smiling. “You can either be the one to die or you can be the one to kill.”

"Jesus! What are you doing" I yelled. "Most people call me Harry, but Jesus is ok too" he smirked. I clutched my iPod to my chest. Still trying to calm myself. Before I had the chance warm lips were crashed to mine... Highest Ranking before being rated mature...#2 in FanFiction!!!