A Harry Styles Short Story "Olivia, You always used to tell me that writing was an entrance to the soul. It had the ability to allow us to express ourselves fully, to create a world which limit was solely your own imagination, and to heal even the deepest of wounds..... And so, given that you are the person that ins...
Aurora was named after the sky. London is her home, always has been, but to be honest she's a bit bored. Harry doesn't know what's next. He's back in London though. That feels like the first step.
A story bout spending the holidays in your hometown, reuniting with your childhood crush and timing not always being on your side.
Once bitten, and twice shy, I keep my distance, but you still catch my eye. A short story about a boy who's in love with a girl, but he doesn't know what to say or how to say it, so he doesn't. He lives contentedly watching and admiring him from afar, hoping she might notice him. And then, one day she does.
A short Christmas story about Harry meeting a girl named Noelle. Noelle who loves to believe she lives in a movie. And Harry, who believes movies are too good to be true.
From an intern running coffee while still in school, to second in command at one of the best realty companies in London - Lighthouse Real Estate had become a huge part of your life. It allowed you to work for yourself in every sense, and afforded you the luxury of a nice apartment in center city. Your home was your sa...
[Completed: 5/31/22] - What's love without the longing stares and the unacquainted torment of rejoicing on the little things? Hoping follows the journey of Jarelle and Harry's love story, from their unexpected first glance, to the last word they penned in each other's name. - This story includes explicit and mature co...
Ember and Harry have been friends for a while. What's a drunken make out or two? The feelings have been brewing, the touches have increased, but will will push them over the edge to light the kindling that's been waiting for the flame? Mature and explicit content
"For all time." A slow...slow...slow burning friends to lovers because I love the torture! ❤️ 18+
Harry and Maia work at a dating agency. Everyone they have set up is perfect together but the only people they refuse to match are themselves. Despite the glances, the casual touches and the subtle (and not so subtle) flirting, Maia and Harry are strictly platonic. At least that's what they tell everyone and it's wha...
*female reader insert fic* You and Harry exist in the same friend group--and barely tolerate each other. Each night out is filled with snarky comments and arguments that go quickly from mumbled insults so full on fighting--even after he kisses you. An enemies to lovers fic filled with banter, fashion, sex, and major...
*female reader insert fic* based on Taylor Swift's "Tis the Damn Season" You and Harry weren't exactly friends...and the only time you ever felt important to the other was during the holidays, when he was warming your bed. *This was (and is) originally posted on Tumblr, by me, harrystylescherry (aka nat). I'm putting...
*female reader insert fic* You and Harry are best friends who start an arrangement. When he meets someone new and your arrangement ends, you're left with impossible feelings. *This was (and is) originally posted on Tumblr, by me, harrystylescherry (aka nat). I'm putting it on here so that it's easier to read as the pa...
// "Y'know, you're just like your name." "What do you mean?" "You crept into my life and now I'm covered in you, wrapped up in Ivy in every aspect of my life, m'surrounded by you." // In which sometimes work is more than capitalist labour and sometimes you just have to wait a few years for your soulmate.
*COMPLETED* in which Harry and Evelia are forced to work together on a project despite their mutual hatred for one another enemies to lovers | slow burn | university au
This is a story of what you wish would happen when you go to college. So buckle up and settle in, because Harry Styles is gonna make us all feel alive again. Highest ranking: 59 in #harrystyles 176 in Fanfiction
harry has a lot of secrets and has perfected the art of being alone. y/n likes to wear bows in her hair and tries harder than anyone harry has ever known. --------
Freelance painter Mickayla is introduced to music producer Harry via a mutual friend. Most would assume that the meet-up is a blind date for the singletons, but they'd be wrong. Their encounter is purely business: baby business. Harry dreams of nothing more than becoming a Dad, but he has no time or interest in start...
[COMPLETED! ✅] meraki ● [may-rah-kee] ● when you put "something of yourself" into what you're doing, whatever it may be. © cover made by enshrouded
Actress Greta Alcott is coming back to New York City, 18 months after the pandemic brought her life and the theater industry to a halt. Unsure of what she wants to do with her life, and battling feelings of loneliness after a painful breakup, Greta is caught off guard when her co-star in a new Broadway musical is repl...
Samantha Wattson just needed a job. Something, anything that would pay the bills so she wouldn't be forced to return home with her tail between her legs. Hiring on as moody Harry Styles new assistant was hardly what she bargained for. He was rude, short and incredibly hard to work for. His house and his life were...
"It's delicate, isn't it?" A story about H & his stylist inspired by yet another Taylor Swift song! Enjoy!
✔️ COMPLETE Part-time violinist and full-time procrastinator, Jackie Picot, has a total of five problems after only the first week of starting Battersea, University of London. 1) Her flatmate keeps having sex with a bloke Jackie knows will eventually break said flatmates heart. 2) She can't find a job in bloody busy L...
Quinn Roberts' life isn't perfect but it's pretty damn close. She's living her dream as an SNL intern, only to be swept off her feet by Harry Styles. As the years pass by and Quinn and Harry experience ups and downs - together and apart - they can always count on the halls of Studio 8H to bring them back together.
"You've worn makeup plenty," you said. "Haven't they ever taken it off you before?" "Not like this," he murmured. Your wrists tickled his nose and he hardly dared to breathe in case it threw off the tender, careful way you were touching him. "There we go," you cooed. "That's much better." "Can I open?" "Not yet. Just...
[COMPLETED] A color so dark that possesses such potential-burgundy. Could a color so dark be deemed worthy of love? If black could be the inevitable twilight and it could be adored with a side of whiskey, then surely burgundy could be worthy of some type of adoration. And, for a time, it was.
"In order for this to work...you have to be open." Harry laughed...condescendingly? I set my coffee down and folded my arms on top of the table. "What's the problem?" He took another sip of his coffee, set it to the side, and clasped his naked hands together, setting them on the table in front of him. "The problem is...
