Harry Styles is alone. Well, not quite if you count the two month old baby attached to his hip whom can't speak let alone stay awake longer than a few hours at a time. With little to no job prospects, a bank account with millions of dollars thanks to mom and dad, he moves to the small town of Orlo, California with the hopes for a fresh start. No women. No sex. No alcohol. Just him and his daughter Gracie. That is until he stumbles upon Meredith Joyce, single mother and barista at the cafe a few miles down from his house. When her apartment floods and she finds out it's unlivable for the next few months, Meredith is left in shambles. That is until Harry offers a deal: her and her daughter can live with him and Gracie free of charge, as long as she helps him learn how to be a dad. Sounds simple, but it's anything but that.

Ivy Bloom is a 21 year old girl who just so happens to be in a relationship with arguably the most influential 24 year old man in New York- Alistair Kline. But what happens when Ivy makes a mistake and sleeps with a stranger named Harry Styles? What happens when said stranger reveals he's not only friends with Alistair, but his boss? _ Contains graphics sexual content, triggering themes, and violence.

Losing someone is never easy. Especially if it's your best friend. Being in love with that someone though, makes it even more complicated. * Harry and Elizabeth grew up together. They were best friends, each other's happy place. But 7 years is a long time, a lot has changed... Harry is now living his dream, basking in the glory of his success. No matter how big he gets though, he could never forget where he came from. He could never forget those big blue eyes and the hearty laugh that he was once so fond of. And Elizabeth... well, she grew up. She's not the naive little girl she was all those years ago anymore, she sees the world differently now. She does her best every day, trying to get into line and have a normal life like most of us. Running away from your past and building up walls can only work for so long though, and a certain curly headed rockstar might just be able to crumble them all down in an instant. When their paths cross again, the darkness just becomes a tad bit brighter. They eventually fall back to same old habits, the memories clearer than ever and suddenly it all just makes perfect sense again. *** "Love is friendship that has caught fire." //MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT//

"I don't think about getting through all the bad things as accomplishments, if I'm being honest." "What do you mean?" "The bad things are a side effect." He looked at me confused. "A side effect? Of what?" "Being human."

[ON GOING] - Harley Jenkins, a patient and kind-hearted therapist, helping hundreds of people with their problems while her own heart is on the verge of dying. Harry Styles, a cocky, rude and painfully attractive rock star, a magnet for trouble. A drug lover, "ladies man" but still simply just a human being. He's a sinner. The complete opposite of Harley or he just thinks he is. He never let anyone fight his demons and look into his vulnerable heart because he knew it would only cause more pain and suffering. Little did Harley not know that this is the person she has to help. It's the only way for him to keep going. She has to get into his heart and get to know him more than he knows himself. She has to save him. She has to become his salvation.

✫*ﾟ･ﾟ｡. I want more berries and that summer feeling ☆.*｡･ﾟ✫ This shouldn't be happening but it is. I shouldn't be pressing my body against my best friend's brother like I was magnetic to him but I am. "This is wrong," I barely get out before my eyes close as soon as his lips leave a particularly tender and warm kiss to the spot where my collarbone and neck meet, my breath starting to come in heavily. My head involuntarily tilts to the side as Harry's lips make their way up slowly behind my ear. A small gasp escapes my lips when I feel him nibble on my earlobe, sending shivers down my spine. "If this is wrong, then I don't want to be right," he whispers. And just like that, I'm fucked. - Sun, sea, friendship, and romance. One thing's certain for Lacey and her friends: it'll be a summer to remember. - DISCLAIMER: mature, content, drug and alcohol use, language, and violence. read at your discretion! This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, events, and incidents are the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. **COMPLETED**

When seventeen year old Harry moves to a new town, he enters a photography contest where he gets more then just pictures and a story when he choses his complex neighbor as his subject. Started: OCT 2014 WARNING: explicit language, & sexual content

𝙎𝙇𝙀𝙀𝙋𝙇𝙀𝙎𝙎 *𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘎𝘎𝘌𝘙 𝘞𝘈𝘙𝘕𝘐𝘕𝘎𝘚: 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘶𝘮𝘢, 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘦, 𝘱𝘩𝘺𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭/𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘣𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘦, 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮, 𝘴𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘭 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯* "You can't leave," She mumbled into his shirt, the tears that had ceased only moments ago making their way back. "Please don't leave, at least not tonight." "I won't. I won't leave, Ave." He leaned back from the hug slightly, trying to give her a small, hopeful smile. He knew it didn't reach his eyes, and she did too. She couldn't blame him for it. "I'm so scared." "What are you scared of?" "I don't want this to happen again. I don't want to be like that again." Nothing Harry could say felt right. He couldn't stomach telling her that this wouldn't happen again when he wasn't so sure of it himself. "Then you call me, okay? And we'll fix it. We'll make it better." 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑- 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐲, 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐞, 𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐞, 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐞𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬.

Remnant /ˈrɛmnənt/ a part or quantity that is left after the greater part has been used, removed, or destroyed. When death takes my hand, I will hold you with the other and promise to find you in every lifetime. Remnant. A story on grief and loss.