(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

Losing someone is never easy. Especially if it's your best friend. Being in love with that someone though, makes it even more complicated. * Harry and Elizabeth grew up together. They were best friends, each other's happy place. But 7 years is a long time, a lot has changed... Harry is now living his dream, basking in the glory of his success. No matter how big he gets though, he could never forget where he came from. He could never forget those big blue eyes and the hearty laugh that he was once so fond of. And Elizabeth... well, she grew up. She's not the naive little girl she was all those years ago anymore, she sees the world differently now. She does her best every day, trying to get into line and have a normal life like most of us. Running away from your past and building up walls can only work for so long though, and a certain curly headed rockstar might just be able to crumble them all down in an instant. When their paths cross again, the darkness just becomes a tad bit brighter. They eventually fall back to same old habits, the memories clearer than ever and suddenly it all just makes perfect sense again. *** "Love is friendship that has caught fire." //MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT//

"i'm going to love you forever. i hope you know that." "i wish i didn't." in which two people getting over heartbreak, meet on a plane. aka harry styles meets the girl of his dreams, only to realize forever is only temporary.

God·speed /ˌɡädˈspēd/ an expression of good wishes to a person starting a journey. in which they're too good at goodbyes. aka monroe brooks gets the opportunity of a lifetime when she's offered a job as none other than harry styles' bassist on his first ever solo tour.

"we'll be alright." in which two people never really stop loving each other. aka even after being broken up for over a year, soleil monroe just cannot get over harry freaking styles.

"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 that you, like every other reporter, say these nice things but then the second I walk away from the conversation, I'm made out to be a womanizer and a diva." I raised my eyebrows at that and leaned forward. "Well...are you a womanizer and a diva Mr. Styles?" I watched as something that I couldn't quite define flashed through his green eyes. "No. I am not." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ What happens when Harry Styles, the one who swore he'd never open up, becomes the vulnerable one? What happens when he pushes back against the mysterious journalist, Rue Kline, and forces her to open up as well? "I don't wanna be alone when it ends..."

Thea is simple in all that she wants, yet very complicated in her emotions. Harry is an open book, raw, honest and not afraid, but not perfect. "Don't go, please." - he pulled me back on top of him when I tried to leave his side. The green in his eyes was more prominent than ever and I cursed the moonlight for making him look like the universe's most prized work of art. "Harry... it's not a good idea." - his hands found mine when I tried pulling away once again. There were only so many times I could resist him before I gave into his smile and his warm hands on top of mine. The tale of a patient man, winning over the heart of a woman that's not used to her heart being won over. #13 in #harrystyles 09/02/2020