Torn

One Direction were never my favourite band, but I still admired them from the small seaside town of Tynemouth- UK. As a demigod I had a certain set of responsibilities that I had to take care of, but it all changed when one day when my mum, in an act of desperation to free me of the poverty-stricken household we lived in, let One Direction adopt me.
I had a month to pack my stuff and tie any loose ends, but my boyfriend Percy Jackson, wasn't going to let that slide.
As all this drama took place though, Harry and I had unintentionally become quite close, and I felt something new with him, a feeling Percy never quite gave me.
And so began the battle of adoption- which I was at the core of, but something troubled me more than that... Was it Percy or Harry that would win my heart?

DISCLAIMER:
I begun writing this when I knew very little about Harry Styles- and it was meant to be satire- but through this novel, I've come to realise how wonderful and special he is, and he holds a very dear place in my heart now. My depiction of Harry in this holds no truth- I used his name to create an ideal character that may not even resemble him in the slightest. I don't know him, and only see what is shown to me, but from everything I know about him, I love him.

DISCLAIMER #2:
The original writing remains untouched, as does the original description above. But I'm back to finish what I started, seven years later...