It feels like air (Lu)
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Styles of Expressionism H.S by derailedthoughts
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He was a tattoo artist by day, a painter by night. He possessed what is commonly known as an addictive personality. Perhaps inherited. He had always been like that. He liked to ink his body. He liked to coat his lungs in smoke. He craved adrenalin rushes. He certainly enjoyed hot cups of coffee. Oh, and his paintings. No one would ever understand how much he loved to paint. And then, one night, a new sort of addiction walked into his life. One that would be more detrimental than any before, and yet none had seemed quite so captivating. highest ranking- #82 in fanfiction trailer by @sweetophelias all rights reserved to @derailedthoughts
mirror game by pyromanie
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"you stand in front of a mirror." she said. "and you call his name 4 times." germanyharry © 2014 // completed: 30.12.2014
Public Sphere | H.S. | #Wattys2016 by veraorchard
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Not everyone can reside in a private sphere, especially Harry Styles.
Remember Me (On Hold) by zersace
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I could never forget how deep is, His passion in taking photographs, Whilst tightly held my finger tips, As humor danced in his eyes and twisted smooth lips . . .
The Narry Bible by kneesocksnarry
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All hail, Narry.
My Boss' Son by TayTay1995
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'Not once did I think would end up in a stupid supermarket buying condoms for my boss's son!' ... Ella Lane became the personal assistant of one of the worlds most respectable business men as soon as she graduated high school, though she didn't know the extra baggage that would come with the job being his son, Harry Styles. He's flirty and charming though Ella can see right through his games as she has become accustomed to it over the past three years in which they soon develop a playful friendship. But what happens when after all this time, one of them begins to feel something just a little bit more than a mutual friendship....
Grey Street // H.S. by saswee4
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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 the South Dakotan town she's grown up in is only suffocating her. That's why she finds Harry so intriguing. He's different and he brings out something in her that she wasn't sure was still there. Suddenly she's second-guessing everything she has known her entire life - maybe she does need someone.
Schizo by styleslegend
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A short story about when your mind rebels against your heart. All Rights Reserved to styleslegend, 2018. ©
compulsed // h.s. short story by bevivant
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