no·to·ri·ous/adjective: famous or well known, typically for some bad quality or deed. Harry Styles, by the very definition of the word is notorious. Not only for his good looks, charm, and unfathomable musical talent, but also for his womanizing and heartless attitude. Aspen Russo, by the very definition of the word, hates Harry Styles. Not only because he calls her "munchkin" and constantly looks down her shirt, but also because he flirted his way into her band and refuses to leave. Through drunken nights, illegal adventures, sizzling chemistry, and a few secrets bubbling at the surface Aspen may just learn that definitions were meant to be applied loosely. WARNING: Graphic sexual content. I am also not responsible for any feels or heartache (good and bad) this story ensues.

#7 in Matty Healy and The 1975. about a cynical boy who makes inappropriate comments at the worst of times, and a girl who wishes he kept his mouth shut but doesn't mind when he wraps his arm around her shoulders each morning. © alienharrry 2016

// "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.

one night at 2am, you find yourself in the presence of alex, a handsome and mysterious vampire. his charm is undeniable- and while you try to keep your distance, he only draws you closer. what will the future hold for you & alex? * Warnings: This story will contain smut, angst, blood, injury and mentions of violence and death.

Harry knew he shouldn't. He was older, and she was his daughter's best friend. It's certain disaster, written in the stars to cause a stir that none of them needed, but she had changed. One look at her buttery skin, water droplets dripping down her chest and that wide, toothy smile had him breaking in a way a grown man shouldn't. Harry knew he should't, yes. But he did anyways. ------- Ivy knew she shouldn't do it. It was one of the worst things you could do to a friend, but she couldn't help the pull. Seeing him sit there with the sunglasses placed delicately over his shapely nose, raspberry lips stained wet with lemonade, he looked like a god amongst men. She had been so good her entire life. She had decided to go for it, knowing she deserved to take something fun for herself. Make a bad decision for once. But no one ever imagined it would be her best friend's father. -----

"Father forgive me for I have sinned" "I think you mean daddy" ~~~~~~~~~~ MATURE

[Warning: Cliché Sheit] "How exactly can you help me Harry?" "Sex lessons." thank u for 100k!!!

Church boys know how to pray, but do they know how to beg? /// warning: contains mature content such as sexual activities, sacrilegious comments, swearing, and other trigger topics. read at your own risk.