He pushed me up against the wall and looked into my eyes. I knew he felt the same spark as I did, I'm his mate. And he was trouble. "Mine" he growled. And the next thing I knew, everything went black.

Harry Styles, loved by many, yet none owned his heart. He was a pretty big deal around school. Everyone knew who he was. Harry Styles was a flower crown wearing lad who didn’t mind adding color to his wardrobe. No one particularly cared that he wore slightly more girly clothes, or that he was openly gay. He was unique and bubbly, and honestly who couldn’t love him. Louis Tomlinson definitely did not have a crush on said boy (he did). Ever since he saw him on the first day of secondary school, he knew this would be more than just a crush. Now they’re both seniors and Louis has yet to do anything about it. Why would he? He was considered to be the skater punk who spent too much time at the skate park and had one too many tattoos. What happens when flower child meets skater boy, will it be a love everlasting?

18+ / Very Mature "Please, this is like cliche-central. With a kinky twist." ††† I step under the hot stream of water, soaking my hair, and take a deep breathe. I try and clear my mind, focusing on the way the water feels hitting my body. I turn around, opening my eyes, only to shout out a curse and stumble back. Emma is directly in front of me, taking off her tank top, eyes glued to my body. I hadn't shut the curtains, thinking no one would be in here, and I didn't know if I was happy or mad I did that. I stood there speechless as her small hands grasped the bottom of her sports bra. I inhaled sharply when she pulled it up and over her head, exposing her breasts. They jiggled slightly as she tossed her clothes to the side, and I found my heart rate quickening at an alarming rate. "W-what are you doing?" I breathe out as she pulls her leggings down her body, leaving her in just a thong. "Showering." Emma tells me as if it's obvious.

Against my better judgment, I answer, "Look I told you, you have the wrong number," I say a bit too harshly. "I wish I was the girl you were looking for but I'm not." "You do, huh?" His husky voice fills my ear again and I shiver. What the hell is he going on about? "What are you talking about?" I ask confused. "That you wish you were the girl I was looking for," he says amused. I groan remembering exactly what I said and palm my face, "I said that huh?" "Uh huh!" *** Fallon Mathews is a waitress who works entirely too hard and too much. She is pretty, smart, and not shy. Alexander Grant is the owner of one of the hottest clubs around- which just so happens to be the same club that Fallon likes to go to in her free time. Oh did I also mention that he is the son of a well-known CEO? A billionaire? No!? Well, he is. He isn't a player, but he does sleep around a lot. After all, he is single. What happens after he is given the wrong number that just so happens to be, Fallon's? Love, friendship, heartache, drama, and tragedy all in one! **WARNING** There most likely will be lots of errors! This story is for mature readers ONLY! [18+] **This story contains violence, strong sexual content, strong language, and adult themes.** If you do not like these things, please do not attempt to read them. Thank you! Readers discretion IS advised!!! This story belongs to me and is ONLY posted on Wattpad and should not be found anywhere else. Please inform me if you see this story anywhere other than on here and under my profile, thank you!

[Now Published!] "God, I like him. I like my best friend. Oh, and he has a girlfriend." He's an attractive football player with a penchant for stealing hearts. She's his socially awkward best friend. They share a relationship that is difficult to define. After all, which pair of best friends spend half their time flirting with each other, and the other half getting on each other's nerves? They do. Scarlett is used to his womanizing ways, and seeing him with a new girl every week doesn't really bother her. But then, Aiden lands himself a serious girlfriend, and she's everything that Scarlett isn't. Suddenly bombarded with a bunch of feelings she hasn't encountered before, Scarlett realizes she might just be falling for her best friend. She knows she's in trouble. Aiden knows he's in trouble when he finds himself getting attracted to none other than Scarlett. Now that he finally had a girlfriend to call his own, everything had seemed to be going in the right direction. Well, up until these feelings made an entrance. Something is totally wrong with him and everything he's feeling. He knows he must stop before things get out of hand. But things do get out of hand. Very. And before long these two best friends find themselves in the midst of lots of drama; from stolen kisses, to painful heart-breaks; from unwanted jealousy, to passionate feelings; Add a lot of parties, drunken confessions, misconceptions, arguments, and oh, kissing (lots of it). A Flirtationship will draw you into the intricate tapestry of confessions, betrayals, friendship, and love. Give their story the chance it deserves. You won't regret it!

"Connor. I don't know. Maybe we shouldn't do this?" "You wanted me to help, didn't you?" "I guess, bu-" "Just relax. You'll be fine. I promise." ________________________ 17 year old Elizabeth Miller is a simple teenager. A virgin. Small breasts, small body. Nothing that exciting. 17 year old Connor Street is her best friend. Not a virgin. Muscular, tall. Everything a girl could ask for. When a guy asks Elizabeth for her number, she knew that in the end, she would have to have sex with him. But she didn't know the first thing about having sex. So, she asked the only person who had experience and was willing to do anything for her. Her best friend Connor Street. Will Elizabeth and Connor get closer to finding out each others secret feelings? Will the lessons Connor will give her help her in the future? Anyway, its only sex lessons. Right?

A little nerd with a big secret what happens when the bad boy want to find out

"like i would fall for you..you're a player" "lets play a game i like to call, the game of a player. seeing as we both know how to mess with hearts. we do all lovey dovey shit but first one to say they love one another, loses."

"Emma look at me!" "No Tristan, just stop please,it hurts."I begged as I tightened my grip on his bed sheet. Emma had only two friends who she cherished, Crissy her geeky, hot model like friend who is always there for her and Tristan her tattooed armed,grey eyes,badboy, who becomes more than a friend who wants to fuck her like she's never been fucked,leave her unable to think and make her reach orgasms like never before. But so does someone else. The charming Mr. Clarke. will she let them dominate her? will she regret it all?

About 99.9% of the moment he will know whatever I will be doing and I mean I like it but the fact that Eli is my boyfriend now, uh, this is horrible. Completely wrong. I mean my mom says that "everything happens for a reason" but this is totally wrong. What is Eli going to think? That the most popular guy in school [who  I secretly had a crush on ] is living with me because my mom decided to get re-married. I'm not angry with my mom or disappointed like regular teenagers would but..........it's just Drew, it had to be Drew!