❝Even the toughest people need help, Harold.❞
"Maybe it was the way she held her head higher than everyone else's, or the way she smirked when someone was scared of her that made me believe she was tough. But she grey-blue eyes sparkled with fear and neediness. She needed someone to help her, but that would show weakness, and around here, weakness isn't an option."
196 countries, 196 sectors. That's the New World, which is supposed to be better. To most people, like the people from Sector 1, it was terrible, but for people like the people from Sector 8, it was almost great. But Sector 8 members never saw the hardships of Sector 1, well, that is until Harry Styles met Alexandria Winters.
Who knew such a dangerous girl could have such a troubled past and care so much about others. Even though I cause them harm. My name is Al, well Alex, but what surprises people is that I am a girl. I live in NYC and never left its presents once in my life. One of my old "friends", Max, is from the most wanted gang in America. I use to be apart of that gang but left, which was a big mistake. Long ago I was given something extreamly important to protect. Now, Max wants it, and he will do anything in his power to get it, even kill. He's already killed so many that I love, and I want to keep as many people out of this feud as I can. That's until three guys and one girl came crashing into my life. Now I have more people to protect and keep out of this bloody mess. Wonderful.