Getting a text from a wrong number.....but I never knew it was harry styles

A boy in London. A girl from Texas. Both trying to escape the and find something new. Little did they know that scribbles on a wooden table at Starbucks would change it all. ••••••••••• A Harry Styles Short Story. Part of the Message Series, in including: twitter dms, fan friend, pen pal and tumblr friend. All copyright belongs to @ashtonschuckle. No stealing ideas, characters or plot line.

Harry Styles is broken, but his strength never ceases. He's been through hell the past three months and everything is going to change once he sees his brown-haired girl walking the campus. Beth Jones is confused and feels she isn't being told something about her past. She doesn't remember the past two years of her life, but what happens when her curly-haired lover re-enters her life again after her accident resulting in memory-loss? What happens when Harry meets Beth again? Will she be afraid of him or will she give him a chance? The only thing that stands in their way is time. This is a continuation/sequel of Bad Blood. I highly recommend you read that book first before starting this one. (Warning! This book contains anger, violence, and sexual content. Please read at your own risk.)

Have you ever met someone that took your breath away? The very sight of them was beautiful, and you just couldn't stand to be a second away from them? They were so far out of your league, but you just couldn't keep away? You wanted to do everything to please them and let them know they mean so much to you? That person to me was Summer Addison. We met by chance, and I fell in love. She was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen, and I wanted to get to know her. The problem? She wasn't exactly who I thought she was. I'm Harry Styles, and this is my story of how I fell in love with royalty. ** For any translations, check my reading list **

"Everyone please rise and applause for your new Prince and Princess!" Harry squeezed my hand tight and put up his right hand to wave to the crowd of people beneath our castle. I kept my tears back and waved to them too. I looked at him, his grin wide and the crown on his head shining, he seemed so happy... why aren't I? © stylesrunsme 2013 This story is rated R for Restricted. Therefore, there is content in this story that would be considered inappropriate for those of you younger than 17 (sexual activities, hoarse language, crude humor etc.) Please, mature readers only. Thank you.

In a corrupt community, young girls are sold to men as mere objects of pleasure and they are kept for as long as the men desire. But things take a turn when the spoilt son of a wealthy businessman crosses paths with an unfortunate girl forced into the twisted world of Baby Dolls. Baby Doll © Wonderwall123 2013 - 2014

Sequel to Tomorrow

He is the danger I want the most.

Good girl meets bad boy. Virgin meets ladies man. Nerd meets jock. Love is formed by a single project. Harry has always loved Ariel. Always. Since the day he shared his ice cream cone with her. They were friends until that very summer after graduating from the eighth grade heading to highschool. Ariel will never forget it...

Winters in London are cold. Harry drinks tea to keep warm. Lena doesn't like that. She's much more of a coffee person, really.