All Harry wanted to do, was change his profile picture on Twitter... (One shot!)

Preston Richards is a sarcastic little shit who likes to blog about Harry Styles. But she never imagined he would see any of it. - No translating or reposting please. ©whadduphazza

*y'all DON'T READ THIS. i wrote this at thirteen. you've been warned.* "Harry, it's been rumored that if you have a daughter you would name her Darcy. Any particular reason why?" The interviewer asked. I gulped and glanced down at my feet, not wanting to talk about the girl that I had lost. "Um, yeah, actually." I admitted. "I used to be friends with a girl named Darcy... but she was kidnapped and never found again. I think that I'd like to name my daughter Darcy in her memory." My heart started to ache as I remembered Darcy Monroe and knew that I would never see her again. Or so I thought. © Copyright 2013. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact _HakunaMatata_ on Wattpad.com

Eliza wasn't exactly your normal girl. With a dark past that haunts her the last thing she wanted was to be kidnapped by the countries most well known gangs. She immediately catches the eye of the leader of the group: Harry Styles. Being the stubborn, independent woman that she is she ignores his advances. She believes that only lust is controlling the supposed 'affection' he feels towards her. But she soon realizes that this gang leader isn't so bad after all. But will Harry's lifestyle come between these two? Or will they be able to fight for their love, even if that means death?

What happens when Payton tries to fit in with her room mates by going out. Payton soon finds herself in a situation with one of Las Vegas gangs. She's soon picked by the Harry styles forcing her to do whatever he pleases.

Harry Styles, a known murderer, drug dealer and gangster; suddenly takes interest in the new girl in town. However, Bella is just not interested in him at all. She came to this town to get away from all the shit in her own hometown and that's exactly what she's going to do. But will her disobedience and stubborn nature turn Harry on even more, or will he simply leave her alone?

*MATURE CONTENT* Harry broke the kiss and began kissing down her neck. He pulled the collar of her hoodie to the side so that he could suck on one his favorite parts of her. There was just something sexy about her collarbone. She gasped at the contact and involuntarily bucked her hips against him. Apparently she loves that spot, too. •••••••••••••••••••••••••• Harry Styles and Nicole "Nikki" Samson are both mega superstars. This is their unconventional love story. This was inspired by the sketch that James Cordon and Harry Styles did about singing at inappropriate times. In this story it was roughly inspired by Harry and Nikki's eccentric encounters. You'll see. ;) It's pretend after all... RANKINGS: #1 on 12.24.18 in HARRYSTYLESSMUT #1 on 10.23.18 in STYLES #1 on 10.21.18 in ADELAIDEKANE #4 on 10.20.18 in FANFICTIONONEDIRECTION #10 on 10.20.18 in 1D #1 on 10.20.18 in KIWI

Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

Roots from the trees go deep within the soil of the earth. Roots within us grow deep within our soul, linking us to our family, our hopes, our dreams.. Our roots lead us to our start.. they lead us to our heart. Sterling King is a girl with deep roots, and long branches that lead to nothing. Harry Styles is a boy with bright leaves, and ever growing colors. EXCERPT: "Hi." "Um... hi." "What's your name?" "Sterling...." "Well... Aren't you going to ask me what mine is?" "No...Why would I do that?" "Because I'm a stranger peaking over the fence... I thought you'd be curious." "Well I'm a stranger sitting in a tree house... I stopped being curious a long time ago. Curiosity brings nothing but trouble." "Well I'm Harry... and I'm curious about you Sterling..." "Well... stop." -------------------------- DO NOT PRINT MY WORK!!! "Roots are not in landscape or a country, or a people, they are inside you." - Isabel Allende • TW: mentions of death, and rape/sexual assault. PTSD.

In the summer of 1975 seventeen year old, Adeline Rally, the head cheerleader of Lake Charles High school in Louisiana falls madly in love with Harry Styles, the quarterback of the football team who was head over heels in love with the widowed Mr. Rally's daughter. The two connect when Styles has to have his motor replaced by the local mechanic, Mr. Rally. The story of the 1970's when life was simple and love was easy, but was it just that easy for these two?