BOOK 3 of the Let's Hurt Tonight series.

BOOK 2 of the Let's Hurt Tonight series.

BOOK 1 of the Let's Hurt Tonight series She was a senior in college, trying to finish her degree, when she accidentally ran into critically acclaimed musician, Harry Styles. ... "Oh, I'm sorry, love. I'm Harry. Harry Styles."

The sequel to "Do I Wanna Know?" Enjoy!

Maybe she shouldn't have opened her door in the middle of the night. 24/06/19 #3 in fanfiction 24/06/19 #3 in romance

// "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.

Sometimes, when I'm off tour, I get this itch. Not literal. Metaphorical. Tour ends, the lights shut off, and suddenly I'm just... still. No crew, no call times, no adrenaline. My body rests, but my brain? My brain starts looking for motion. Sometimes, that motion looks like gym sessions, long walks, locking myself in a studio with nothing but an acoustic and my ego. And sometimes? It looks like sex. Not tabloid shit. No god-complex orgies. Just something familiar. Women I trust. People who text back with a wink and nothing more. Like Sasha. Like Lou. Not like Lena. I thought it'd be casual. Banter, late-night texts, sex with no strings. But Lena doesn't do casual. And I'm starting to think I don't either - not with her.

"In silent screams, in wildest dreams, I never dreamed of this."

"There are several kinds of love. One is a selfish, mean, grasping, egotistical thing which uses love for self-importance. This is the ugly and crippling kind. The other is an outpouring of everything good in you-of kindness and consideration and respect-not only the social respect of manners but the greater respect which is recognition of another person as unique and valuable. The first kind can make you sick and small and weak but the second can release in you strength, and courage and goodness and even wisdom you didn't know you had." Includes Mature Content | 18+

It's crazy to think that all relationships start with a single, simple interaction. But what dictates that some go no further than just that first juncture, whilst others develop into a sprawling web of chance, chaos and wonder? They originally bonded over a pair of shoes, but she never could have envisaged one day having to step into hers... Disclaimer: Contains some mature content. This is intended as an exercise in character development and descriptive writing. Harry features prominently - because he's incredibly charismatic and so talented - but I have no links to him or any of his associates. I am just borrowing him and them as familiar points of reference for not-for-profit artistic license, but I will be mindful to be as respectful as possible.