The city's best hitman and a precious little flower meet at Le papillon blue, New York's most notorious strip club. An angel on his shoulder that hes going to drag down to hell with him, what could go wrong? // I stood there, watching her. I was entranced; a lucid dream maybe. My blood seemed to heat every time she moved her body around that pole. I was stuck in some sort of lustful trance, unable to look anywhere but her, I didn't want to look anywhere but her. Every single move around that pole, every curve of her body, her waist, her hips, her neck; all seemed to provoke me, pull me deeper and deeper into that rabbit hole that I found myself not wanting to escape from. I was watching her, I was seeing proof, that she could go through hell, and still be an angel. *** Start date - August 10 2021 *** #1 in Harry #1 in dark #1 in Harrystyles #1 in Niallhoran #1 in ZaynMalik #1 in LouisTomlinson #1 in LiamPayne

It's Louis' senior year, and he's dead set on doing it right. However, along with his pair of cleats, a healthy dose of sarcasm and his ridiculous best friend, he's also got a complicated family, a terrifyingly uncertain future, and a mortal enemy making his life just that much worse. Mortal enemies "with benefits" was not exactly the plan. Or: The one where Louis and Harry definitely aren't friends, and football is everything. Hello! This story is not mine!! It's by isthatyoularry on ao3. Also this story was taken down for lord knows what reason but I'll upload it again, I got a lot of messages asking what happened but I have no idea either. Also, I will be uploading the harry's pov to this book as well. Happy reading :)

you can let it go you can throw a party full of everyone you know and not invite your family, 'cause they never showed you love you don't have to be sorry for leaving and growing up ~~~~ I look over at her, her eyes gleaming, "What is this?" All she does is admire her creation in front of her for a moment; the three cairns lined up side by side next to each other. When she finally turns to me, I can tell her eyes are glossy from tears welling up at her waterline. "I'm making my own family." ~~~~ A story in which a girl struggling with trauma falls in love with a boy that is too. Can they help pull each other out of the hole they've dug or will they bury themselves even deeper? DO NOT COPY MY WORK © copyrighted 2025 ~~~~ highest ratings: #1 in fineline #1 in hslot #1 in soloharrystyles #1 in zaynmalik #1 in styles #5 in harryedwardstyles #7 in 1direction #9 in onedirection -- started: February 17th, 2025 ended: (ongoing)

'Turn your head and let us go, I'll learn to breathe on my own.' When pursuing dreams trumps love, soulmates are forced to separate on bad terms but there'll forever be something tying the memory of their love to Lennon Elliot, two small versions of her childhood sweetheart Niall Horan keeps it alive despite her efforts to squish it into the mud. Once fully connected lovers turned rivals with zero contact... but is there a possibility of reconciliation between their shattered hearts?

This is by H28 on onedirectionfanfiction.com it's wonderful and I hope you like it as much as me. Recommended for 17+

Mallory Monroe is a surgical intern at Grand Meadow Hospital. Harry Styles is a prestigious pediatric surgeon who will do anything to save his patients lives. But what will happen when their paths cross before they even make it through those hospital doors?

"You'll never get this done, you know?" The satisfaction was evident in his voice. "You could leave me alone so I can actually get this finished. Or pick up a brush." I gestured to the abundance of supplies I had purchased. "Mmm, no thanks. Don't really have my painting clothes on." My smirk reappeared and I turned fully to face him. "That's a real shame," I cocked my head to the side and fake pouted before pointing in his direction, "the door frame is wet." His body shot off the door frame he had been leaning against and he looked over his shoulder to see the line of white paint trailing down his presumably expensive coat. "Have a great rest of your day, Mr Styles." I flicked my hands in a 'go away' gesture before sliding the door closed behind him. **** TW: This story contains mentions/descriptions of physical/emotional/sexual abuse, coarse language and mature content. HIGHEST RANKINGS: No.3 #HarryStyles No.1 #HarryStylesFanfic No.6 #Friendships No.1 #HarryEdwardStyles No.1 #Soft No.1 #hs No.1 #1D No.1 #alternateuniverse No.1 #slowburn

[COMPLETE] Alexis Pierce is best friends with Gemma Styles, they are inseparable you could say. But always being over at her house has some pros to it. That's her brother, Harry Styles. Alexis finds herself falling for him, and maybe, just maybe he feels the same.

// "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.

ab·struse: difficult to understand; obscure. "Baby?" Harry questions, a hint of worry in his voice, "Fuck Ara you need to talk to me, how are you feeling?" He begs, his large hands gripped at my face, his thumb stroking my cheek softly, but with panic. My eyes were locked down on my own bloody hands in my lap. For the first time in so long I actually felt something. I felt alive. Ara felt alone in the world. Confused with her own head, her feelings and her emotions. She never felt like she had control over herself. Her past, her DNA haunted her every day of her life. She never understood how her head really worked, and wanted nothing more but to find herself. Then she meets Harry. The intimidating man with long hair, tattoos, and dark eyes. With an equally twisted background. When he introduces her to his world; she's shocked, confused - scared. But what happens when he's the cure she's been looking for all along? Together they feed off each other, giving each other what they both crave. Book Started: December 11, 2020 WARNING! This story contains very mature/explicit content. (18+) This story is 100% Fiction. In no way am I implying that Harry, or the rest of One Direction are like this in real life. They are nothing more than characters in this book who hold an importance to the plot. There will be mentions of anxiety, depression, sexual assault, alcohol, drugs, abuse, violence, gore, and strong mental health situations. Please read at your own risk. Trigger warnings will be provided. Thank you!