"Does he make you feel good like I do?" "Harry s-stop, we need to stop," "Does he know that you like having your thighs rubbed like this?" The span of his hand found their way under my dress, onto my thighs, moving in circular motions. "I'm engaged Harry," He ignored what I said, his hands still on my thighs, "tell me darling, can he f.uck you like I can?" My breath hitched and my eyes fluttered as his fingers made their way to the band of my panties, "No. He can't, only you can Harry, only you." *will contain sexual content, inappropriate language and may contain kink and BDSM*

*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?

My friendship for Harry is laying on green grass on a hazy summer afternoon, hot chocolate in winter and swing sets at the park... But my love for Harry is poetry written by hand in leather journals, dried flowers pressed into novels and open button up shirts that expose my black swimmer tops. I realised something; his pinkie wrapped in mine is a feeling I've never realised I crave so badly. Perhaps because I couldn't have it. Not until now. **** With growing up comes change and for Tilly and Harry - change was their detriment. *this story contains mature and explicit content* * COMPLETED* Highest Achievements: #1 in one #1 in onedirection #1 in hs1 #1 in secretlove #1 in harrystyles #1 in films #1 in onedirectionasthemselves

(COMPLETED) "I can't give you much more than this right now." It only takes a small step to transform a love song into a breakup one and nothing has to do with the lyrics. -- Harry and Zara's love story is far from over but finding oneself matters in order to truly give the other what they deserve. Circumstances brought them together but their timing couldn't have been anymore wrong. It's still not right. "Is there ever going to be a good time for us?" -- tryst \ ˈtrīst \ 1 : an agreement (as between lovers) to meet 2 : an appointed meeting or meeting place Mature content ahead, read at your own risk. © 2020 by alltheloveju. All rights reserved.

(COMPLETED) One would say this is your typical love story, you know, best friends falling for each other, romance and all that rainbowy stuff, happily ever after. Sorry to break it down to you, it's not. This is a story in which, she, just like him, is a dreamer. They share the same passion, the same ambitions, the same competition, essentially the same dream. But those are not the only things they have in common. His mate is her brother. Her brother is his mate. There are a lot of love songs involved, as cliché as it may sound but what can you expect when you have two of the biggest pop stars in the whole world falling and fighting for one another. However, as I mentioned before, this is not your typical fairy tale. I mean, they have feelings, connection, emotions, pretty much they are perfect together. But guess what, timing's a bitch. tryst \ ˈtrīst \ 1 : an agreement (as between lovers) to meet 2 : an appointed meeting or meeting place ----- most impressive rankings: #1 on #harryedwardstyles #1 on #xfactor2010 #1 on #tryst #3 on #harrystyles #1 on #hstyles #9 on #1directionfanfic #1 on #harryfanfiction #1 on #harryau #1 on #hsau

They say love conquers all but when it's your first love, does the same rule still apply? For Angel and Harry, five years seems so long when you have lost the one love keeping you whole but fate has other plans. Maybe a certain matchmaker is to thank. Either way, will their love be enough to reunite them or will their love burn out? [completed] © rcsewrites 2021.

Three weeks in Europe. Two heartbroken strangers. One whirlwind romance.

it really is LOVE on tour

Where a one night stand with a famous singer turns into a bundle of joy and an eighteen year commitment

Forced to move, Ember Evergreen has to say goodbye to her best friend. She never thought she would see him again and it broke her heart. 10 years later, winning a raffle in New York she finds herself in a peculiar situation. She had won concert tickets, quickly recognizing the name on them. Harry Styles. She'll be able to see him again, but there's no way he remembers her... right? "The air in my lungs seemed to be stolen as I saw Harry, he seemed so different yet the same. Of course I had always been caught up with him, and knew what he looked like throughout the years. But seeing him in person was so... surreal. Never in my life had I thought I would ever see him again. He had a huge grin plastered on his face, his dimples cutting into his cheeks. His bunny teeth seemed cute as ever, his tall build and bright energy taking over the stage without him even trying. Music started immediately and the ground shook along with the bass. What really surprised me was his voice, sure the audience was loud, but his voice silenced them into awe. "Open up your eyes, shut your mouth and see. That I'm still the only one that's been in love with me. I'm just happy getting you stuck in between my teeth." He started, his voice low yet powerful, a rasp that sounded so perfect. When we were younger we sang together a lot, I always thought he was good. I knew he had potential, I knew he was going somewhere in life. I'm so proud of him. Proud of who he's becoming. Of who he is. Of how happy he seems. I can only imagine how hard he worked for this. I look around the stadium, looking at the thousands of people in the crowd. Each with their own story, different traumas, different memories, different backgrounds. They all came here for him. To support him. Because they love him. Because they're proud of him."