Arlie Addams, the biggest actress in Hollywood. At the top of the world; she stars in every movie, is on the cover of every magazine and is sought-after by every celebrity stylist. She is invincible to everyone, except herself. Harry Styles, a musician enjoying the peak of his career. With two award-winning albums, a Vogue cover, and numerous prestigious awards under his belt. He is perfect at everything he sets his mind to, except relationships. What could possibly go wrong when two people still healing from their tumultuous breakup are cast alongside each other in the most anticipated movie of the year? To add fuel to the fire, Arlie is already in a long-term relationship with the man directing them both. With secrets, lies, affairs, scandals and songwriting warping their lives, will Arlie and Harry ever be able to get over the heartbreak from years ago? Or will Arlie Addams forever be Hollywood's biggest flight risk?

*Mature & Explicit Content * A passionate love affair of Harry Styles a respected CEO and Katherine Woods an aspiring author. After a secretive and sensual one night stand. Can these two stay away?

Harry Styles is losing it. His job kills him from the inside out. His girlfriend is the most stubborn woman he's ever known to exist. His father is perpetually clicking his tongue in disapproval and his stepmother can't get it through her platinum blonde head that he just wants to be left alone. His flatmate is a bottomless pit of expenses and don't even get him started on the damn turtle. All of that is enough to drive someone off the edge, but Harry's not one to go down without a fight. Yet there's a voice in the back of his mind that he's ignored for so long,and it grows louder each day. A voice that tells him this isn't how it's supposed to be. What's terrifying is that one day, he might actually listen. A story about brunch and how it brings people together. - Sequel to Awkward Beat **NOT MY STORY! @greenandyellow

-Harry Styles Fan Fiction- June Fitzpatrick is brazen and sure. She's driven, yet wild. Innocent, yet feisty. Scheming, and frankly, bossy. Imaginative, sassy ... and a little bit drunk. Yeah, she'll probably blame it all on that last one. A story about sandwiches and the people who make and eat them. - In which housemates Harry and Fitz fake date ** NOT MY STORY! @greenandyellow

Harry Styles, the brooding and intolerable tattoo parlour owner, meets River, a stubborn and somewhat oblivious girl, who just doesn't understand the reasoning behind his nefarious ways but is determined to find out. River comes to realize that Harry's hiding something much deeper than expected... only once those secrets come to the surface, it's too late to turn back. -- *18+ // Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content*

18+ | ON HOLD BECAUSE IT'S ABOUT TO GET REALLY DEPRESSING AND I'M NOT READY *** May 2nd, 1998. Oakland, California. Nova Deville attends her Father's political rally to show her support for his Mayoral Campaign. When a group of young, masked 'outlaws' crash the rally to speak out against Deville's corruption, Nova gets wrapped up in their passion and ends up aiding them in their escape. After helping this mysterious group of leather and lace, she slowly gets sucked into their world of sex, drugs and rock n' roll. One member of the group stands out to her; Harry Dawson. He's cold, reckless, brutally honest and wants nothing to do with her. But, Harry becomes the least of her problems when a brutal murder rocks the town and tensions rise in the already politically segregated community. But, it doesn't stop at one. When the murderer starts making victims of Nova's very own social circle, she can't help but think that this killer is closer to her than she thinks and she can't trust anyone. *** "Fuck, Nova, please touch me. I fucking hate myself for this, but you're making me so desperate, please," Harry falls apart in front of me, whimpering and moaning at the words tumbling out of his own mouth. I start to reach out my hand, ready to touch him for the very first time, and he moans out in anticipation from my slight movement, eyes trained on my delicate fingers. And then, the sound of shattering glass and a loud thud pierces the air from downstairs. I go completely still. "No, don't stop, Nova..." He whines at me and wraps his own hand around himself to relieve some tension. I ignore his pleas and grab my gun from off my nightstand, ready to handle whatever the fuck is going on downstairs now. "Wait here for me," I grab his wrist, pulling his hand out of his lap and throwing it back against my headboard roughly, "and no touching." *** Started: December 12th, 2021

"For someone who works at a bar, you're not very fun." "It's because I don't like you." loosely inspired by the song 'in the night' by the weeknd started March 2020 finished June 2020

"It's delicate, isn't it?" A story about H & his stylist inspired by yet another Taylor Swift song! Enjoy!

I never could've seen you coming.