One message changed everything.

sunflower vol. 6 in which a guitarist meets a singer

"You're way too close for me to think straight." 🤍close proximity au🤍

Love on Tour Y/N Belmonte, an award-winning actress, was getting her first break in years. No filming was lined up, and no new auditions to prepare for. All she had to do was relax. She had decided to spend the next few weeks and maybe months with her best friend, but after being surprised by a concert to Love on Tour and recognized by the man himself, Harry Styles led to an interesting meeting. Now Y/N has found herself joining Harry for the rest of the tour. It seems like she is in for the ride of her life.

Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

a BURNING love story ❤️🔥

Sie sah ihn bereits von weitem. Seine braunen Locken verrieten ihn, dagegen half auch die dunkle Sonnenbrille nicht. Sie wusste, dass es nicht einfach werden würde. Doch es war ihr Job. Seufzend erhob sie sich und ging in seine Richtung. Natürlich wusste sie bereits alles über ihn. Er hingegen hatte keine Ahnung wer sie war.

Harry's a superstar, truly the biggest on the planet. Arya's a marketing manager, living a rather simple life. They met four years ago on a drunken night out. What do they have in common? They happen to share a daughter together. One that Harry doesn't know about. " You, Arya, you are my home. Our little girl is my home, I don't know how I functioned without you both in my life and I'm not walking away from that now. No matter how hard you try to push me, I'm not walking away."

"Love is love, even if it's illicit; like light remains light even in the darkness." 🤍forbidden love au🤍

She was the girl - vintage fur coat, gold sunglasses, a drink in one hand and destruction in the other. Inez Monroe doesn't chase fame. She was born into it. French model, tabloid obsession, and the kind of party girl who dances barefoot on yachts and never texts back. She's chaos in red lipstick - and Harry notices her the second she walks into that New York afterparty. She leaves before he can speak to her. But when he sees her again - glitter-smeared, high, laughing with someone who doesn't deserve her - he steps in. He doesn't know it yet, but that night will change everything. Before the solo music. Before the headlines. Before the heartbreak. She becomes his muse. He becomes her escape. What starts as desire spirals into something deeper, darker, and far more dangerous to feel. Love - in hotel rooms, in lyrics, in late-night corner shops and quiet journal pages - until the world pulls them apart. Years later, he's the biggest name in music. And she's the one girl he never forgot.