Her eyes have their own vocabulary, and what a beautiful language to learn.

━━ 𝗔 𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗬 𝗦𝗧𝗬𝗟𝗘𝗦 𝗙𝗔𝗡𝗙𝗜𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 He's old school, and I think I like it. Not my story! ©bornonhalloween faceclaim; lili reinhart

"Oh fųck, here we go again with the name guessing," some girl behind us groans. "Remedy?" Harry tries. The girls shake their heads and yell my name again. "Trinity?" He asks but frowns when the girls shake their heads again and point their fingers at me. They yell my name once again. "Ovaltine?" He tries again, chuckling at the end. "Kennedy?" Harry asks finally, and the girls grin in success - I see on the big screens. Harry straightens up and fist pumps. I feel the whole world closing in. "She's Kennedy!" Mom yells, pointing at me. Understanding dawns on Harry and he resumes his previous crouch, this time, right in front of me. "Hello Kennedy," he drawls with a dimpled smile on his face. ---- (May 22, 2020) #1 on #kennedywalsh (September 7, 2020) #1 on #celebrity (October 2, 2020) #16 on #harrystyles (November 10, 2020) #1 on #1d

Harry Styles isn't my father, he's my stepfather. Well ex-stepfather. My mother married him when I was 18, she was 36 and he was 20. Totally gross right? Little did I know that she was already knocked up when they got married. They were a happy little family while I was living with my ACTUAL father and going to college. Two years later, my mother left Harry for a man even younger then him and took him to the cleaners. She got full custody, child support and spousal support to pay the way of her and her new boy toy while Harry had to give her his house and move into a small apartment. It's been three years since the divorce my mother wants me to come back for her wedding, the wedding Harry paid for. I felt terrible for Harry but I was too ashamed of my own mother to reach out. But now she's left me no choice because he's the only one that can help me. Will he even answer the phone? I haven't talked to him in almost four years, I don't know what state he's in having his son ripped from him or all of his hard earned money taken away. All I know is that I'm at his doorstep and he's about to get the surprise of his life. ______________ ⚠️ Will contain an assload of foul language as well as sexual content. While some names may be real this is an alternative reality based story that is 100% mine.

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.*

18+ / Very Mature "Madison." "I need you." My voice is thick with emotion, quivering slightly at the thought of rejection. I didn't know if Harry wanted to take this further, if I was the only one feeling this level of longing. He takes his forehead away from mine and stares into my eyes, brows furrowed, "You need me?" His voice was full of disbelief, like the thought that I was pining for him in that way was impossible. "I need you." I repeat unwaveringly.

"I'm glad you came," He said in a low, husky voice, "I thought you wouldn't." Quickly I stood up, taking a step backwards, a step away from him. But while I did that, he took a step towards me and before I knew it, he stood right in front of me. "Hi (YN)," He whispered, like it was almost risky to talk, that nobody may hear you. "What do you want?" I asked as I became afraid of the things people told me, "Stay away from him." Their voice filled my mind. I squeezed my eyes shut as I bit my lip, why did I even go here? "Hey," He said softly as his thumb carefully stroked my cheek, "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." Was he lying? Or spoke he the truth? Could I trust him? No, I couldn't. Quickly I walked out of the dark hall in the school building, away from him, hoping I'd stay away from him forever, if I could stand that... ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ A love story about dangerously, love, trust and promises, it all happened to me. ~ Trailer: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D0jkB_u1lAs&feature=youtu.be

Harry loves Veronica. He will go through great lengths to see her, even watch her. Where as Veronica only sees Harry as the weird boy, the one who sits at the back of her literature class. But what she doesn't know is he is completely obsessed over her and is possessive to. Harry will do anything to call his baby girl mine. "Your all mine baby" he rubs my cheek and smiles "All mine" he assures me Cover by: lushbabygirl *THIS BOOK IS RATED R, HAS ABUSE AND SOME OTHER MATURE STUFF READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!!*

In order to be taken seriously, Lexi has had to become something she hates; emotionless, ruthless and a little bit brutal. But despite the tough exterior, she has one weakness, a green-eyed man with a smile that makes her stomach flip and ego so big she wants to slap it right out of him.

"Sierra, you go with Harry Styles." I raised up my head at the words, giving my teacher an incredulous glance. "Do I really have to?" Was the only thing I managed to say. The teacher gave me an annoyed look. "Did you not understand? You go with Harry Styles." I turned my head to look at him. At the mention of his name he glanced up, and if his green eyes hadn't frozen me in place already, the unimpressed look he gave me would've done it right away. [BOOK ONE] [BOOK TWO - AQUARELLE] Started: Feb 2018 Completed: April 2019 18/01/19 #1 in fanfiction 28/09/18 #1 in harrystyles 06/10/18 #1 in harry • THE FICTION AWARDS WINNER 2019 - BEST FANFICTION •