In which you tailor clothes, and Harry is royally fucked.

*female reader insert fic* You and Harry exist in the same friend group--and barely tolerate each other. Each night out is filled with snarky comments and arguments that go quickly from mumbled insults so full on fighting--even after he kisses you. An enemies to lovers fic filled with banter, fashion, sex, and major angst. *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 the parts are pretty long!* [there's been an influx of people adding this fic to "one shot/short story" reading lists and uh...yes this fic is only 7 parts but its about 150k words so its novel length lol it is not a short read i just wanted to let everyone know]

harry has a strict "no flatmates" policy. no flirting, no kissing, and definitely no hooking up--not after last time. this policy is working well for him, and for a while, he's sure he has everything under control. that is, until alyson shows up. (cover credit to the amazing eriza!!) highest ranking: #7 in harry, #1 in fics, #3 in harrystyles

Ellie Frost might have a secret crush on Harry Styles, but it's not like she ever expected him to reciprocate the feeling. In fact, she was completely fine with being alone. Her mom always did say man equal trouble - and Harry Styles should come with a warning sign. A story about slow burn crushes, trust issues and how a phone switch can bring two people together.

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.

A one-shot based off the AU prompt "I work at a flower shop and you're a tattoo artist from across the street and you always come in here to practice drawing flowers and you're really hot" Beautiful cover by StylesMyth

Nikita Seski is an A&E doctor and surgeon specialising in orthopaedics, recently moved to South-West London to escape her brother's tyrannical ways. Soon after moving, she meets Harry Styles, leader of SW16 - a gang running an underground arms dealing business out of a bar - Soho Hideout. Initially Niki does her best to defer the charming leader's advances, but quickly succumbs.

━━ 𝗔 𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗬 𝗦𝗧𝗬𝗟𝗘𝗦 𝗙𝗔𝗡𝗙𝗜𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 Every town has a tragedy. Every tragedy has a devil. That's me. Not my story! ©Honeybeemeadows faceclaim; sabrina carpenter

"Life is about deep kisses, strange adventures, midnight swims, and rambling conversations." -Unknown Running away wasn't the hard part of it. In fact, that took very little thought at all. Trying to figure out why it felt so right was what made it complicated. How a boy on a bus changes everything.

ONE SHOT - An idea slowly developed from the lyrics for She: He has a vivid imagination - she bought the house next door. But when his thoughts bring her knocking, what will happen?