I never understood why he ripped his jeans. Don't trust a boy who rips his jeans. He somehow manages to rip up everything else, everything that matters anyway. He said that everybody and everything rips eventually, so why not speed up the process? I didn't know what to say. His mind was complex is ways I could never fathom. He said I was too pretty to rip up but he did it anyway. He did it anyway.

Lifestyle - Hiatus - Friendship - Love In isolation they are four very simple words. When they collide, it gets complicated. **** All Rights Reserved to LoveVincitOmnia 2015/'16/'17. Please don't copy or reproduce. ****

Once upon a time, there was a boy and a girl. Once upon a time, they fell in love. And once upon a time, it didn't end with one big happily ever after. That's their story, and they're sticking with it, even if no one knows why. Meet Allison, a high-heeled, loud-mouthed Uni student wrapped in a small package. She's smart, she's stubborn, and she's doesn't let anyone stand in her way, particularly not her famous(ly annoying) ex-boyfriend. Meet Harry, a laid-back ladies' man, international music sensation, and the only person who can leave Ally speechless. Left with the shattered pieces of their broken relationship, now the only thing this pair can agree on is that they can't stand each other. So, no one can really blame them for letting things get a little out of hand when they're stuck together again for an entire summer. In the game of love and war, everybody is allowed to get a little crazy, right? ***** Winner Best Harry Styles in 1D Watty Awards Season 5! Humongous thanks to everyone who voted!!!

It was 2063. Indigo Evans was going to the supermarket. She was walking across the road when she was hit by a 2061 Ford. She should've died. But she didn't. It was 2063. Harry Styles was walking to the supermarket when he saw a woman crossing the street in the line of a 2061 Ford. He shouldn't have saved her. But he did. © purelyhxrry in which two people figure out what freedom is all about.

"I'm a monster!" he shouted in my face, his veins popping out on his neck. I tried to hold my tears but failed, all these months of patience and anger caused my body to shake, my heart was pounding so loud in my chest that my blood was boiling in my veins. "No Harry! You're not a monster!" I cried out loud, my chest rising and falling from my heavy breathing. He clenched his jaw and fisted his palms and in seconds, he punched the wall that was behind me right next to me, making me gasp for air. All the anger that built inside me was now replaced by fear as his piercing green eyes turned to a darker shade. "How can you say that after what I did to you?" he hissed, his hot breath hitting my swollen lips, his nostrils flaring. I took a deep shakey breath before I parted my lips to answer him. "Because I can see through you, Harry. I can see your innocence."

Ella is a university student and a waitress at one of the hottest clubs in town. She is assigned to interview one of the most popular bartenders/models of a rival club for an article for her university newspaper. Will this witty, clever student be able to tame him or will he be able to see right through her?

[short story: ✔] ❝sometimes i wish you were awake when i do this❞ every night he'd put her to bed and kiss her lips, just wondering how it would feel if she returned them. | lowercase intended | ©2014 TypicalFangirlx all rights reserved cover by: vanja p.s. i wrote this a while back and i'm aware that it's a tad creepy #sorry

Harry on the Prairie ~ A Harry Styles AU Fanfiction WATTYS 2016 WINNER in the category of HQ LOVE An excerpt published via COSMOPOLITAN online via September 14, 2016. *********** NOTICE: Mature/sexual content lies within these pages . . .you may experience feels in your nether-regions. *********** Harry Styles lives alone on his farm a few miles outside of Cider Creek. He's 20 years old and mighty handsome --too handsome to be keeping to himself as much as he does, but that's how he's always been. Harry was 18 when he bought his farmland. No parents, no wife, only him. He came into town on the rare occasion that he needed something from the mercantile, but that was it. No church on Sundays. He was polite if someone approached him, but it was obvious to everyone that Harry just wanted to be left alone. So after awhile, the townsfolk pretty much gave up trying to include him in anything. He lived his life in deliberate solitude. It was better this way. Then one day, a letter came for Harry in the post. The postmaster had to ride out and deliver it special, as Harry never got any mail, and as a result, never stopped by the post office to check like most people did...

**Karma always has a way of biting you in the ass** Deception, manipulation and lies ruined the high school romance between a popular and tries-too-hard Paisley and a love-struck nerd, Harry. Two years later, they meet again in college, completely different people. So different in fact, he's unrecognizable to her. Karma has bitten Paisley hard. Her life, over the past two years, has been full of misfortune. Now reunited, and while she's unaware of it, can they replenish their love? Or has Paisley's karma forced her to become someone who cannot trust and be dependent of holding onto secrets? And has Harry had a plan all along to seek out his revenge for what she did to him in high school? Or will everything they built up this time, be strong enough for him to forget the past? Karma tells the story of a building bond between two photographers who share a charming past with a disastrous divide. All rights reserved amberlove222 ~~Not your typical love story~~

Josephine Marie Laken is a girl who just wants to be the perfect daughter to her parents. She craves to bring home perfect grades, even though it stresses her out to no ends. When she agrees to tutor a student in History as a favor to Mr. Harbors, that will also help raise her grade, she didn't know just what she was getting into. And she wondered; if I did know how everything would go from there on, would I have changed anything? Or would I have walked straight down the road of ruins anyways?