Sequel to The Styles Effect (Must read The Styles Effect first if you haven't before reading this one)

I escaped my reality by reading fanfictions. They escaped their fanfictions to become my reality.

She was the popular girl. He was the nerd. She was the 'it' girl. He was the 'geek' guy. She showed him to learn sex. And he showed her to learn math. Both different but share one love. Will it always be tutoring? Or something more? 2021® All Rights Reserved. Stylesfaris Production.

Highest Rank: #3 in Fanfiction! :D Ellie is a bright and bubbly, yet dedicated new nurse in the Emergency Department at Chicago Medical Institute. Dr. Harry Styles, meticulous, hardworking, and driven, is the head of the department. Ellie's little quirks rub him the wrong way, and the doctor's critical nature drives her mad. Their very different personalities will clash and mesh, but maybe they'll be just what the other one needs. Cover art by Kris @hazstylestrash (Twitter) - Used with permission

There is new love, new hope, and new adventures to be shared. Ella is back at college to finish her second year with Luke with no fear in any trace of her DNA. She’s still young but taking on the world with her wide eyes. Things are different back in Doncaster. As a new love awakens, another begins to crumble. Meg and Louis aren’t seeing eye to eye anymore, but there’s one small gift that’s keeping them together. It’s their glimmer of hope and they just can’t seem to let it go. And it’s a good thing. Because a little bit of hope never hurt anyone.

[COMPLETED] What would you do if your roommate was the person you hate the most? Amy now lives with her enemy. The one who broke her heart and she hated. The one and only, Harry Styles. © londonstars

Imagine a society where everything is absolutely perfect, or at least that's what they make it out to be.

(IN EDITING) Hi. I'm Nicole Miller and I've been in foster care since I was born seventeen years ago. I've moved around a lot to say the least. Over the years I've been used, abused, and sexually harassed by my various foster parents. Now, I'm moving again. I never know quite what to expect. All I know about this new family is that their last name is Styles, or something along those lines. For some reason my caseworker really thinks I'll like these people. And I really hope she's right.

in which they leave notes for each other on a milk tea shop's bulletin board.