Caroline wanted to be with her boyfriend, Brandon, and live "happily ever after". But when she hooks up with his best friend all that is at stake. Especially when she finds out she's pregnant.

A sad girl with a past meets a goofy guy with the possibility of a future. Sounds about right. Follow Adelaide and Harry in a story of secrets, healing, love, and a lot of corny jokes.

But I know I can't be that for him. Because every time he looks at me, I'm never gonna be home for him. I'll always be someone who reminds him of what he did. And to make sure I don't do that, I have to leave. As long as he no longer feels guilty and have to carry the burden, I'll pretend as if everything was a dream. After today, this was all nothing but a good dream. Nothing but a good, happy dream.

Quinn Adams has the definition of a perfect life for some. She lives in the most expensive house, she's rich, she's popular, and she can get any guy she chooses. Her life is described as neat, clean, and elegant. Her next door neighbor, Harry Styles is quite the opposite. His household is messy, loud, and disruptive. His Mom works at the local diner as a waitress and his Dad is a mechanic. He has six siblings and is poor. These two opposites have been neighbors for twelve years and never said two words to each other. That is until the summer before senior year comes around and everything changes for the two. All rights reserved, 2017 © jkharrystyles

It's just about every girl's dream to have her night in shining armour, to be rescued and live happily ever after. But this isn't that kind of story. There's hatred, jealousy, and revenge. In the end, it may seem like your average fairy tail.. Or will it? ~ All Rights Reserved ~

"If I ever win you," He said anger bright in his pale green eyes, " It will be because you wanted me more." He knew for certain that she belonged forever in his arms, just as he knew she didn't realize it yet. THIS BOOK WILL CONTAIN MATURE MATERIAL

"Run, Rosalie, run," his deep voice sung, almost like a sick nursery rhyme. His words swirled around me, each syllable like a needle stabbing into my skin. I knew he was trying to torment me, but all I wanted to do was get away from him. I kept running, the muscles in my legs burning furiously, but I dared stop in case I was caught. "Everything you're running from is still in your head." I scrunched my face up, trying my hardest to ignore his words as I sped away from him. But I knew he was right. Even if I out ran him, his presence was still in my mind, slowly turning me insane. I heard his bellowing laugh behind me as cold hands gripped my waist from behind, sharp fingernails piercing into my skin. "Running from your problems is a race you'll never win," he whispered, his hot breath burning my ear. "I'll always beat you." And he was right.