The prince was born in his mother's lavish rooms three days before I emerged on the dingy floor of the ale house. He's a royal . . . she isn't. But the secret friendship that began in childhood grows into something much deeper -- and much more dangerous. Harry Styles and original character. Rated Mature for graphic...
What happens at camp stays at camp. // est. July 26th, 2014 - #1 in fanfiction [cover by lex]
Based on 1D's new Stockholm Syndrome. Harry's world is turned upside down when he wakes up bound and blindfolded somewhere. He doesn't know who she is, but deep inside, he knows she's what he needs. A mini-series dedicated to whammystyles for her upcoming birthday! Love you, C! Disclaimer: All lyrics to the song Sto...
authentic ɔːˈθɛntɪk/ adjective adjective: authentic 1. of undisputed origin and not a copy; genuine. When something is real, original. AU Warning: it will involve sexual references.
"A love like that was a serious illness, an illness from which you never entirely recover."- Charles Bukowski.
❝But why would I want to get in heaven, when all my friends are in hell?❞ [Warnings: highly sexual content, age differents, drug-use, strong language]
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 Harry Styles fanfiction. Harry Styles was different than most self-proclaimed players. The first clue was that he was, indeed, self-proclaimed; he didn't need others to point anything out for him. But, instead of fighting the very existence of love until his limbs were tired, he welcomed it. In fact, he'd always wa...
"He clenched his fists to bring himself back to earth, shutting off the tap. He stood stationary, wondering if anything he had been thinking for the last five minutes made any sense at all. Every thought was about her; he wanted her more than anyone. He came down to one conclusion: he was truly obsessed with her." Co...
Elle Grey doesn't need anyone. She only needs herself, a paintbrush, and if she gets desperate enough, there are the few people she actually tolerates that she can talk to. She knows that there's more out there in the world - in fact, she spends most of her time either daydreaming or painting about it. She knows that...