"Why do you keep pretending you're afraid of me?" He hissed, obvious anger in his eyes. "Because Louis; if I'm not afraid of you I'll end up loving you!" I shouted. "And that means I'll get hurt...because that's just the way you are!" I said, hoping he would correct me. "You're right." He said simply after a long pause. "You're right." She was new; he was jaded. She was oblivious; he knew all too well. She was innocent; he was everything but. And anyone who looked at the two would know just how wrong they were together. Yet there was no denying the obvious fire that seemed to heat every time they were near each other. This isn't the typical "boy loves girl- they fall in love" etc. etc. This is about heart wrenching confessions, breath taking encounters, love shattering secrets,and two people who so desperately want to know just what love is.

Emma and her mom use to be close. Till her mom married her step-dad. He didn't like that Emma was there and staling all the attention away from him; so her mom would pay less and less attention to her. But if Emma did something her step-dad thought was wrong, he beat her. One day her mom got tired of her and sent her to London to live with an aunt she hardly knew. When she got there she met someone who she never thought she would meet. Niall Horan. Her aunt could not pick her up at the airport that day so Niall suggested that she come stay with them for the night. Her aunt called her the next day and was on her step-dads side. He told her that she had done some bad things back in Alabama and she believed him. All the boys said she could stay with them. Eventually Niall asked Emma to be his girlfriend. She said yes. She thought all the bad in her life was gone. She thought wrong.

Emily Wilson. Only four years old, with eyes bluer than the sky, that shined bright with life and happiness, and hair yellower than the sun. She had it all; A family with two loving parents, and a beautiful home. She baked cookies with her parents, went to parks, watched movies; it was heaven on earth for four, short years. Then came the accident. Her mother was driving to pick her up from daycare, when a semi truck crashed head on with her mom's small van. Instantly, her mother was killed, and that was when her life changed forever. Her father turned to drugs and alcohol, he blamed Emily for the death of his wife. Night after night he'd come home drunk and heartbroken, and would take his anger out on his small daughter. Tears. Pain. Fear. Grief. That's all Emily knew for two straight years.

They always say that your family will always love you no matter what. I think it's a lie. Sometimes life is a Lie. Everyone has been told "I hate you." From someone they love. For others it's a constant thing. All because of an accident. When they are hurting they can't accept the fact that it was their fault or no ones fault at all. They find someone to blame hoping that they won't blame themselves. They hold a grudge on that person for the rest of their life maybe. It's how family falls apart. That's how mine fell apart. It's the reason for everything It's good to cherish your life everyday. Cause one day it's all going vanish from your sight and you won't even be able to remember the good times. Same with people. You have to know when to cherish them. We get broken easily. I learned that the hard way. Some people walk into your life as a mistake. Most stay while others leave. They all leave. People change. But others are willing to change you for your benefit. What if it helps? Would you trust them then? Adopted By One Direction (COMPLETED [4/20/18] - REVISING) Copyright © 2016 by XariwritesX Ranked #43 in adopted (10-18-18)

Elizabeth wasn't expecting that phone call in maths to say her mum was dead. but then would you have? she didn't expect her only protector from her abusive step-father would just disappear. but she did. Elizabeth didn't know what to do so she turned to her best friend Zayn after her step-father did something unforgivable. however if being pregnant at 18 with no family wasn't enough add to boys fighting over her toying with her fragile body emotionally. will she survive teenage hormones and life as well as carrying a baby inside her for 9 months as a constant reminder of her abusive step-father on top of that?

[this is the story of how i learned to live. but don't worry! it's kind of a fun one.] - ❝No, Niall, you don't get it! Our mom left me at a fire station and caught the next flight back to you. You grew up with a family, you got baby pictures and warm sweaters. You had a home. I didn't. I guess she thought she was setting me up for a better life, one better than whatever she gave you, but it wasn't better. What do you want me to say? I was left, I was abused, I have one leg. I'm damaged goods. You, and the rest of the boys along with you... you have to learn how to be okay with that.❞ - When Mickey is nearly 16, she survives a car accident that kills her best friend. After, her life takes a 180. She meets her brother, and the rest of One Direction along with him. Things begin to look up. Living with a boy band on tour, and eventually in London, was never the future she imagined. Getting scouted by SYCO was never the future she imagined. But it was a future she didn't mind. Mickey finally gets a taste of the happiness she never had; family, love, a home worth going home to. But 16 years of damage had already been done. Mickey meets the boys with one and a half good legs, a broken smile, and nightmares so bad she'd rather not sleep. Are five singers fit to be a family? And even if they are, will Mickey Horan ever be able to let them in? [COMPLETED - BOOK ONE OF THE CIY SERIES] [UNDERGOING EDITING. BEAR WITH ME.]

Its like a never ending thing. Everyone takes part in it. No one really cares. Its a problem that happens everyday to millions, but Harry never thought it would happen to him. Now a senior in high school, Harry is not sure how he has made it this far. He came out in freshman year. Some say its a stupid year to come out but Harry wanted to start new, fresh. Ever since he came out he has been bullied. Now he is sure he would take it all back. He's not embarrassed for who he is but he hates the torment. It never ends, hearing names called down the hallways, getting notes in his locker....but worse the physical torment from Zayn and his crew. When a new kid comes to the school he notices Harry, maybe he can save him.... Then again can you really save a life?

The world finds odd ways to put people together. For them, it was PR. ~ She walked along the shore, the humid air, feeling much colder next to the beach. She shut her eyes and stood there, letting the sound of crashing waves overtake every single thought in her minds, ironically, silencing the bustling thoughts. She felt peaceful. He noticed a girl walking just a few feet ahead of him. At first, his thought was that it could be her but it didn't seem that way. The closer he went the more different the person looked. He let out a sigh of lost conviction. He felt hopeless. His footing must've been horrible as he slipped over a rock and tumbled forward, a little gasp of shock leaving his lips. The unexpected rustling behind her, made her face the intrusion. Noticing the man on his knees, she went over to him, lending a helping hand. He noticed a very familiar ring covered hand stick out towards him. He didn't think much of it as he held it to stand up. Why did it feel like home? ~

Honestly, it was all Zayn's fault I'm ignored by my parents. It's his fault that I'm depressed. He was the one to captivate our parents' attention by just creating one single antic. It was his fault my dads don't know all my problems, and basically anything happening in my life. It has been exactly like this for about a year or two, I should say I'm used to it by now. But in all reality, it's the complete opposite. Why did he have to be born? If he weren't born, I wouldn't be like this, our family wouldn't be how it is today. We would all be happy, continuously speaking nicely to one another just like any other 'normal' family would. It's Zayn's fault I started cutting my own skin. It was his fault I don't feel loved by my Dad and Papa, nor anyone for that matter. It's all Zayn's fault..

"Louis. You're my guardian angel. You saved my life." I say shakily. My voice is unstable and I can't even recognize it anymore. I squeeze his soft warm hand. His eyes scan every inch of my face before gently pushing my curls back. He shakes his head blankly. Unable to pull his stare away from my lips. "No Harry." He says. "You saved mine." ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° After the sudden death of Harrys sister, Gemma, he finds himself on the top of a building in New York. Him, his mom and his horrible stepdad had lived there for the past year. The torture of his depression and recent loss caused Harry to run away from home. His plan was to commit suicide, but as he was standing on the edge of the rooftop a blue eyed guy rescued him. Louis Tomlinson. Harry then refused to return home so Louis offered him shelter. Let's just say that it sure doesn't take long for Harry to fall in love with this stranger that he's now sharing an apartment with. How would Harry have known that this boy would not only save his life, but change it forever? ~All you need to do is survive~