When Alys Driscoll met Harry Styles in the hallowed silence of an Oxford library, she didn't see a superstar-she saw a statistical anomaly who didn't know how to follow the rules of a queue. He didn't see a doctor of genetics; he saw a girl in a vintage mustard dress who was "written in the stars." Four years later, the stars have misaligned. Between the crushing weight of Harry's global fame and Alys's clinical need for order, the "beautiful agony" of their marriage has reached a breaking point. While Harry believes their love is destiny, Alys has run the data and concluded that the most rational expression of love is to let him go. With a band falling apart and a divorce on the table, they have four therapy sessions to bridge the gap between his heart and her logic. But can you fix a relationship when one person speaks in lyrics and the other speaks in facts?

Harry heads out to the Amalfi Coast for a little post-tour relaxation and stumbles across a girl in a cafe who he kinda, maybe, sort of fancies. The only issue is that Harry doesn't exactly speak Italian.

How does Prince Harry's life turn out when he meets a woman that isn't like the others? He wants to protect her when she can protect herself. A fearless woman who couldn't care less about what he is but who he is. Harry just hopes history doesn't repeat. I don't know a lot about him personally. I have a crush on him and he seems nice, but I don't know his life story. This is my first fanfic so I tried, but I just feel awkward about it right now. Please don't forget to comment and vote. And don't forget to read The Shield (Prince Harry fanfic #2) and The Sword (Prince Harry fanfic #3). Also, I don't know when/if I'll update or how long this will continue. I have an idea, but I work on other stories over this. This is really just for fun, and I also need to expand how I write, according to my professors. Lastly, Harry, if you ever read this (I doubt you ever will), my apologies. I'm doing this to experiment in writing for one of my college courses. It may not be great or even nice, but I tried. Have a nice life.

"You know that Alessia Cara song "Scars to Your Beautiful"?" "Mmhmm." "I used to think she was saying 'we're scars and we're beautiful' instead of 'we're stars and we're beautiful'. I kind of wish that was what she was saying, ya know. I mean, we're all flawed, right? We're all scars."

COMPLETE // may occasionally be updated with drabbles, etc. The first time Niall Horan fell in love, he was seven years old. Since then, Niall's life has been defined by a series of extremely fortunate events: getting through auditions for The X Factor, becoming part of One Direction, a slew of number one singles and albums in almost every country on Earth, and a cabinet full of prestigious awards. But it's not the big moments of our lives that define us: it's the little ones in between. For Niall, all the little moments have been about Isla Boyne. Niall and Isla met when they were seven and although their lives took wildly different courses, they've never left each other's orbits. From Mullingar to Indonesia to London, through break-ups, make-ups, miscommunications, and messes, Niall and Isla always seem to find their way back to each other. Written in a series of short one-shot vignettes (ranging from a couple hundred words to a couple thousand each), Something About You is a series of those little moments that have defined Niall's life. One moment a day, every day, for 31 days. Niall and Isla's story begins: Monday, April 20, 2020.

Most 22-year-olds think they're indestructible. Aideen however, the youngest sister of Niall Horan, has known her entire life that she in very, very DEstructable. Born with Cystic Fibrosis, Aideen struggles daily to keep up with her healthy peers. After graduating college and barely surviving an infection that lands her in a grueling 6-month stay in hospital, Aideen admits she's no longer able to care for herself the way she used to. Always the considerate older brother, Niall insists she move in with him. But when Niall's work calls him to a week away in prep for his upcoming tour, Aideen finds herself in the care of the one person she least expected- her brother's former bandmate Harry Styles. Author's Note: This is my first attempt at fanfiction. I tried to make the story line as realistic as possible because it's based on my personal struggle with illness and self-worth. Don't be turned away by that though, it's still goopy romantic and soft. #1 in Chronic Illness 3/11/2020 #1 in 1D 4/12/2020 #2 in Cystic Fibrosis 8/13/2020 #6 in One Direction 3/12/2020 #13 in Harry Styles 3/12/2020

What would have happened if Louis met Jess first? This is a No Control series spin-off, but can be read as a standalone story. Real-life Louis, set in March-June 2015. (Completed 10th June 18)

COMPLETED Janie is dreading the future, but the real world is calling her. After accepting that a career as a songwriter just won't work out, she gears up to teach music to second graders in her small town. Then, she meets Harry. Harry is trying to forget the past, but his label is calling and awaiting a new album. He doesn't want to talk about it and especially doesn't want to write about it. Then, he meets Janie.

Ten one-shots of Harry and Cameron's relationship- and it all started over an autograph. EXCERPT: "Oh my god it was Cameron, she's smiling." Harry says exasperatedly. "Yep." I shrug casually. "Cameron wins!" The host yells into the microphone and the whole crowd laughs and cheers. "That was fun... I wanna do that again.. Can we get more shots please?! Oh Lewis, I am totally playing this with you..." The host trails off. "You're quite the actress, aren't you Cameron? Can I get your autograph?" Harry asks teasingly and I laugh. "Only if I can have yours." "Touché...deal." STARTED DECEMBER 2020 FINISHED FEBRUARY 2021

My friendship for Harry is laying on green grass on a hazy summer afternoon, hot chocolate in winter and swing sets at the park... But my love for Harry is poetry written by hand in leather journals, dried flowers pressed into novels and open button up shirts that expose my black swimmer tops. I realised something; his pinkie wrapped in mine is a feeling I've never realised I crave so badly. Perhaps because I couldn't have it. Not until now. **** With growing up comes change and for Tilly and Harry - change was their detriment. *this story contains mature and explicit content* * COMPLETED* Highest Achievements: #1 in one #1 in onedirection #1 in hs1 #1 in secretlove #1 in harrystyles #1 in films #1 in onedirectionasthemselves