underrated harry fics
i don't have claims on any of the books mentioned. if you need something different to read, you've come to the right place.
i don't have claims on any of the books mentioned. if you need something different to read, you've come to the right place.
"Smoking kills but so does life, which death has a sweeter taste on the tongue?" x When an avid smoker and an overly considerate girl worlds collide, someone is bound to get burned. Published (Feb, 2019)
After a tragedy struck her family, Indigo James needed to find her sun again. She needed to find her reason for being on this Earth. When a summer escape is offered by her life long best friend, she doesn't hesitate to take it. A girls summer, to help her find herself again. That is, until she meets Harry. Could he be...
"Please help me..." Harry Styles was about a foot away from me. Famous, gorgeous, lovely, somewhat stressed looking Harry Styles. "Are you all right?" I asked. "Not really," he said. What would you do if you found yourself face-to-face with the pop star you idolise, and he needed your help?
BEST RANKINGS: #1 - onedirection #1 - harrystyles 2x #1 - harryfanfic #1 - harrystylesashimself 2x #1 - onedirectionasthemselves #1 - harryedwardstyles #1 - alexandradaddario One-night stands were atypical for her, but habitual for him. Music was a passion they shared in different forms. She was taking a break from l...
"Don't underestimate me, because I'll ruin you." • • • At first sight, Harry has it all: a country to rule, people following his every order, and way more money than he should. Alouette, on the other hand, has nothing but a sister and a secret organisation to call home. But soon she's thrown into the fancy life o...
"If loving you kills me tonight, then I was ready for death the moment you said hello." «R.M Drake»
I hate her, I hate her, I fucking hate her. If she died right now, I wouldn't care. My main concern would be how I would get my money for this stunt. I have not an ounce of a feeling for this girl in front of me, yet I can't move under her angry gaze. I wouldn't dare. "Fuck you." I whisper out a pitiful insult to get...
We're all mad here, it's Wonderland. ~ Harry latches onto my passionate on-beat arms as he keeps me from moving forward. "Are you fuckin' mad?" He grits through his teeth. "I'm in Wonderland, Pretty Boy," I throw my free arm in the air, motioning to the surrounding world. "Of course, I've gone a little mad." He flips...
"And your eyes... irresistible." Starting your life over is hard enough on your own. But what happens when the world is suddenly watching when you become linked with one of the most sought-after and recognizable artists in the world? *** SIDE EFFECTS may include: second-hand embarrassment, spontaneous tears, and an ev...
"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.
***completed*** NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON Harry Styles. The strange one. The freak. The one who was too kind for his own good, trapped in a world where his job was to bring people pain. Sophia 'Spice' Winters. The dancer. The stripper. The one who who trapped in a world where her job was to provide men with nothing but...
"the only promise I made to you was to do my job. I'm a journalist. that's all I ever promised I'd be."
I think she said I'm having your baby.... and it's none of your business. BOOK THREE TO STYLIST!!! IF YOU HAVE NOT READY STYLIST I SUGGEST YOU GO BACK AND READDDDD!
"They say insanity is trying the same thing but expecting something new" - Anson Seabra. SEQUEL TO STYLIST El kept telling him it was only meant to be for one night. She kept that mentality, or tried to. Harry didn't believe one bit of the front she put up so he fought hard. Right when he had her...he pushed her away...
Violet falls infatuated with a man by the stage name of Styles. He wears black jeans and battered boots always, rotating between t-shirts and frilly shirts. He has the unsteadiest of hands, for he puts everything he has into hitting the high notes and less into breathing. He is the embodiment of everything a singer sh...
☆ Taking place in a dystopian future, Harry lives a secluded life with an affliction that he loathes and keeps him from sleeping at night. In order to survive the treacherous world he's forced into, his only choice is to suffer silently inside of his own mind... until he finally meets the one person he's dreamed of f...
Raine never liked overconfident people, and Harry never liked judgemental ones. But when everything around them isn't what it seems to be, all they need is each other to make it out alive. • • • "Keep your eyes open thunderstorm, because everyone here has their own agenda and you might be interested in some of the...
"I can feel you take control of who I am and all I've ever known." A story in which a healing young woman falls in love with the man who shines as bright as she wishes she could. TW: story contains minor sexual content. *NOT CURRENTLY ACCEPTING TRANSLATIONS*
Eileen Mae Montgomery, better known as El has been working for the Gucci special designs team for two years now. It's her dream job, but theres one thing she hates about it. The rude, narcissist celebrities. When she is assigned to work with Harry Styles to brainstorm and create his tour suits for his second world tou...
Baby I'm perfect for you. • • • Harry Styles love affair story. Mature content. All ideas are my own blah, blah, blah. Don't steal anything.
This is NOT a sequel to Grey Street, only bits and pieces of their story after that day in the café. I'd highly suggest reading Grey Street first. What happens when Harry becomes the missing piece of Elle's New York story.
❝a story about a lonely girl named emma who finds an even lonelier boy named harry's journal and decides to read it.❞ copyright 2014 © - all rights reserved (please dont judge by the prologue, because it sucks)
There are over 70 thousand apartment buildings and over a million residential apartments crammed into New York City's 300-square miles. One may say it was the low, yet still ridiculously high, rent at The Mare's Nest that drew her in. Or the fact it was within walking distance to her favorite used book store. She wou...
Carrington is a normal girl who just graduated from university, has a passion for dancing and, well, eating. Harry is a normal guy who always thought would end up being a lawyer, but his life took a different path and, well, he became a successful model. When their best friends end up tying the knot, Carrington and H...
Elizabeth It's been a while, I know. I probably scared you and I thoroughly apologise for putting you through this. I made a new album and I would like for you to take a listen to it. It's called Fine Line and it has some very personal songs. I put a USB in, just in case you got rid of your record player, which I high...
As we kept walking down the hallway,the first thing I noticed were the bricked walls... It was beautiful. The pride flags hung loosely all over the walls with the words "Treat People With Kindness"painted onto them in an effortless way.Instantly feeling a rush of serotonin in my body.A smile forming on my face as i an...
"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He...
He towered over my weak body the gun still in his hands. He aimed the gun at me and I closed my eyes ready to die. But he never shot me instead grabbed me by the bicep and yanked me up and pulled me into his chest. He lowered his head and whispered huskily in my ears "Your mine."... Clara knows the dangers of the stre...
"My name is Harry, nice to meet you mamacita," he looked me up and down before grabbing my hand and shaking it. My arm flopped like a flimsy noodle as he shook my hand quickly and firmly. "The name is Maria. Not mami, not mamacita, not 'yo'," I deadpanned, referring to the names he had called me earlier. I cautiously...