You've always done things the way you were supposed to. On time, in order, and with a fair amount of preparation. But nothing could have prepared you for something as unplanned as this. Especially when Harry Styles is involved.

*female reader insert fic* based on Taylor Swift's "Tis the Damn Season" You and Harry weren't exactly friends...and the only time you ever felt important to the other was during the holidays, when he was warming your bed. *This was (and is) originally posted on Tumblr, by me, harrystylescherry (aka nat). I'm putting it on here so that it's easier to read as it's a longer fic!*

You've been in the same city all weekend. Now, there's just twelve hours left -- better make the most of it, then.

Harry once said in passing that if he were to ever have a daughter, he'd name her Tallulah. He never thought that a casual hookup would give him just that. He also never thought that she'd abandon that eight-week-old baby on his doorstep, rendering him helpless and broken in so many ways. Luckily, he meets someone that changes all of that. These chapters are not necessarily in chronological order, just blips in time of Harry, Tallulah, and the girl that changes their life for the better.

Harry and Y/N have a threesome with another girl and things go very wrong, very quickly. As it turns out, sharing isn't always caring. --- This story started as some random little drabble that I had no intention of expanding on whatsoever but after an influx of people came in asking me to continue the story, I wrote a part two that ended with a really grating cliffhanger (in true Andrea fashion LMAO) . I promised to write more to the fic to give everyone proper closure because I really went in on y'all on part two (my sincerest apologies) but I didn't know where to take it for a while- for 2 years, actually. But i finally know where I want it to go and decided to compile all the parts to this messy series in one post. Happy reading! :)

Elise and Harry only just met, in the Whole Foods produce section. She'd come up behind him, she just needed to grab the banana right quick. She must have startled him. He'd jumped a little and his head had turned. Elise was struck By him being Harry Styles. She loved him! She mIght have had more time to think about it, except the hand he'd been bringing up wasn't to take the best bunch of bananas, but was instead to catch the sneeze. The one that was all over her face. "Oh god!" She shrieks! "Oh no!" He looks aghast. She was already telling him it was ok, but instead he was telling her it wasn't. And that was how she found herself spending two weeks with a Coronavirus exposed Harry Styles in his huge London house. Quarantine sounds like fun, until you are locked up with a stranger, who you might have already been a little I love with.

When Harry Styles shocks the world by taking a sudden hiatus after the success of his second album, the last thing he needs is to fall head over heels with busy Chef Zara. This is an endearing story about two people who fall in love and have to fight for their love. Read this book if you're looking for a feel good story that'll mess with your feelings in a good way.

From an intern running coffee while still in school, to second in command at one of the best realty companies in London - Lighthouse Real Estate had become a huge part of your life. It allowed you to work for yourself in every sense, and afforded you the luxury of a nice apartment in center city. Your home was your safe haven, and you valued people trusting you enough to help them find their own space. And not only did you love your job, but you were good at it. Well, until you met Harry Styles - the enigma you never could have anticipated. A story of finding out what's beneath the surface and seeing the light at the end of the tunnel.

"You've worn makeup plenty," you said. "Haven't they ever taken it off you before?" "Not like this," he murmured. Your wrists tickled his nose and he hardly dared to breathe in case it threw off the tender, careful way you were touching him. "There we go," you cooed. "That's much better." "Can I open?" "Not yet. Just a couple seconds more." "Did you get a new perfume?" Harry asked. "Hmm?" "S'just...." Christ, how was he going to get a foot like that out of his mouth? "Y'smell nice or summat." You didn't say anything and again heat bloomed in his face."Probably my moisturizer," you said. Was it him or were you breathless? "Don't move."

A Four-Part Harry Styles Christmas adventure that includes a fat cat, a sweet boho godmother, a long cane and the urgency to get a special Christmas gift delivered across the continent. COMPLETED