Una tarde tranquila en el campo puede convertirse en la peor pesadilla de cualquier persona hasta el resto de su vida ¿no?

Básicamente todas las historias que he leído en mi vida (que conserve). Son de tema variado al principio. Empezaré por las de Stranger Things (la gran mayoría Finn Wolfhard, creo que se salvan una o dos), y luego ya empiezo con Larry a tope. NOTA: Os recomiendo buscar los fanfics en Google, porque muchas veces no aparecen si los buscas en wattpad.

Louis es un universitario recién graduado con grandes sueños. Tras conseguir trabajo en la prestigiosa revista Brightness, se convierte en asistente del frío y condesendiente editor en jefe Harry Styles. Louis cuestiona su habilidad para sobrevivir a su cruel empleo como el ayudante de Harry sin resultar emocionalmente dañado. Historia inspirada en la película "El Diablo Viste de Prada" / "El Diablo Viste A La Moda"

Holmes Chapel, 1985: Best friends since childhood, Harry and Thea have grown up to lead lives on opposite ends of the spectrum. He's a journalist for Rolling Stone, always country-hopping and eagerly awaiting the next big thing. She's been a waitress at the diner in their hometown for five years, bound by routine. Thea and Harry keep in touch through letters and postcards until the day he returns home and flips her world upside-down.

"So this is my new secretary?" Mr.Styles asked, raising one of his eyebrows. "Yes." The now ex-secretary replied. Mr. Styles frowned, giving Louis a once over, "I was expecting...someone...I don't know, better?" "Excuse me, Mr.Rude, I will be the one managing your schedules from now on so you might want to watch your tongue."

Just a bunch of text message between louis and harry

Basically the life I dream of having. One-shots/imagines/blurbs about Harry Styles. Feel free to comment any requests :) Y/N - Your name because we'd be jealous if it was anyone else.

"nice vent, but wrong number" She got cheated on and, even though she had already deleted her ex's number from her phone, she still had something to say. The problem was that she missed a number, and then, she met Harry. 2018, Harry Styles Fan Fiction

"Please Harry! I promise I won't do anything ever again, just please don't hurt me," I beg as I look into his now dark eyes. I see him pull out a scarf, as involuntary tears start to stream down my cheeks. "Don't worry babe. I'm not going to kill you," he says as he brings up his big hand to my face and uses his thumb to wipe away a tear. "I am only going to make you wish that you were dead," he whispers devilishly into my ear. || Annabel Fleming is finally getting a week off from her stressful college life. When she runs into Harry, a strange mysterious guy with dark hair, green eyes, and odd clothes. She somehow ends up waking up on a colorless island and not knowing how to escape.|| *This story contains dark and mature content. You will get no other warning.*

Harry is the most powerful and richest man in Cheshire. He owns the whole town and every Gucci store in around the globe. He maybe powerful, he maybe the richest man in Cheshire but there's something Harry's always wanted, a boyfriend ,someone to call his own. What happens when Harry is due for a Photoshoot for his latest Gucci fragrance Memoire. When a new makeup assistant joins the shoot that Harry is unaware of . Written by @LarryLove_xox