She doesn't remember anything. Their first date, their first kiss, the first time he bought her flowers, their first fight. She doesn't even know who he is. She's forgotten something horrible, something no one wants to remind her of. So what exactly happens when everything disappears?

I don't like One Direction. So can someone please tell me why I'm stuck on a game show with the five boys who have stolen millions of girls' hearts?

After Cassandra Rivera’s tragic car accident, her boyfriend, Niall Horan, thinks she’s dead. Let’s face it, she barely made it. It was a bus hits car accident and Cassandra was in the car. She was in a coma for eight months before Niall lost hope and left. It was four months later when she woke up and realized that Niall was gone. Left her in fact. Later on, she knows that Niall is in a band and had followed his dreams, probably totally forgetting about her. Skip to three years later on Niall’s nineteenth birthday when he is back home for his charity. It’s late and Niall is coming home and decides to grab McDonald’s. Fate brings them back together and they meet again. *Warning: Slightly carroty at the beginning and I was like stupid when I started this so just take that into consideration*

"It wasn't like I was a hater or anything, I just had better things to do than stalk One Direction's Twitter and Facebook page." Ella Strauss once said. She walked around the mall aimlessly in search of an outfit. The last thing she expected was to be trapped in a store with One Direction. Ella was so sure she wanted to get out of there as quickly as possible, but as time went by, she started to enjoy herself with the boys. From Twitter Trends to hate messages, her life changed. But who cares? Ella was having the time of her life. She gets tossed into the world of carrots, mirrors, food, spoons, pussies, and much, much more. [Cover created by HopeSilver] Undergoing some edits but is *completed*

**WILL SOON BE UNDERGOING EXTREME EDITING** *FIRST BOOK IN THE "BROKEN" TRILOGY* I looked in my step-father's eyes for a brief second and he was enraged. He looked absolutely crazy, and his look expressed the desire to kill. In less than three seconds, I knew what my fate would be. I was going to die. Ariella Rayne grew up without a real father, and instead with a crazy step-father. One day when he goes too far, her mother makes her go live with her birth father in London. Her father, however, is also Harry Styles’s father. When she meets the boys, they don’t exactly like her. She’s weird and American and Harry is mad at her for something that she cannot control. When they truly get to know her, she falls for one of them. Can they heal her or will Ariella remain broken?

Scarlett is abused. Abused by the only person she has left. She turns to music to help her enjoy life. But when her father disapproves of her passion, she leaves. Only to run into Niall Horan. Scarlett has never heard of One Direction. So when Niall takes care of her, her entire life turns upside down. Writing songs for One Direction is never easy. Especially when your psycho maniac of a father is after you. ((This story was written and completed in 2013)) TW:: I wrote this story years ago when I was going through my depression so this entire fic is filled with triggers. You have been warned.

Savannah Gray boards a cruise to the Bahamas. Rumor has it that One Direction, a famous boy band, is going to be performing on the cruise. When a freak storm hits and the ship sinks, the only survivors are Savannah and One Direction, they have to work together to stay alive. Will they ever be rescued? There's only one thing to say...crazy things can happen when your stranded with five crazy and strange boys.

   How would you feel if your family got in a car crash and died? Where would you go? What would you do? Meet Chloe Davis. She's 17. What she doesn't know, is that her long lost uncle is One Direction's manager. What happens when he's your God father, and you have to live with One Direction? Living with 5 boys is hard, but living with 5 gorgeous, famous, British/Irish guys is harder. 

"Alive.." He started to say, repeating the last word. "That's how you make me feel."

(Watty Awards 2012) How did I end up in this mess? One moment I'm strolling along the empty streets of Sydney, and the next thing I know I'm waking up next to some Pop Star on the beach. Never did I expect my life to change so drastically in one night; and I owe it all to Harry Styles. That jerk.