in which joelle d'amore is completing her final semester of university in the grand city of los angeles, california. when she finds herself in the presence of harry styles, a piercing man with dangerous agendas, she is permeated with fear. she saw something she shouldn't have and now she's fucked. » He brushes my parted hair, tucking them behind my ears. I breathe in, surprised by the delicacy of his touch. Suddenly, I feel his thumbs trace underneath my jaw only to direct my head to tilt up. "Just because your fuck of a boyfriend couldn't appreciate you, doesn't mean nobody else would. If you think that, then you're full of shit." "I-I don't think that," I tell him and I can feel it getting harder to breathe in the elevator shaft. "Then what's the problem, angel?" He's asking, sliding his thumbs off my jaw to trail over my throat. I can feel his long fingers meet behind my neck. "Why are you comparing yourself to dolls for?" » [non-lowercase] This is a Harry Styles AU Fan Fiction with no ties to Harry Styles or the rest of the boys in One Direction. Story contains Mature and Explicit content. CONTENT WARNING: This story contains mentions and/or descriptions of abuse, alcohol, assault, domestic violence, drugs, mental illness, sex, violence, and vulgar language. » #1 in HARRYSTYLES #1 in HARRYEDWARDSTYLES #1 in HARRY #1 in FINE #1 in LINE #1 in FINELINE #1 in DARK #1 in SEATTLE #1 in 1D » started jan. 20, 2021 completed aug. 1, 2022

"That lipstick doesn't suit you. Red's not your color," he throws out casually before heading for the door. "I didn't ask for your opinion," I snap, turning toward him. "Good luck, Noel," he pauses for half a second, flicking the last cigarette away. That smug expression lingers in his green eyes. I scowl, hating how he stands there like nothing happened, casually toying with his cigarette. Faintly, I hear fans roar as he steps forward and blows a smoke stream right in my face. • Rock Me is a legendary rock band that has earned the title of the most popular band in the world thanks to their powerhouse hits, insane on-stage energy, and unique style. But Noel and Harry, the band's lead singers- can't stand each other. Noel is too weak and helpless to stand up to the arrogant, cocky Harry, who radiates nothing but darkness. ALTERNATE UNIVERSE! SEX / DRUGS / ROCK 'N' ROLL / VIOLENCE / DEPRESSION / EXPLICIT LANGUAGE / ALCOHOLISM / PUNK BAND • DARK HARRY • I DON'T NEED A TRANSLATION!

Six towers. For some reason, Hollows Mountain Range decided it only needed six towers to watch over the entirety of the massive state park's terrain. When the previous occupant of Tower Six disappears off of the face of the earth, a replacement has to be found quickly. Maddie was supposed to be attending the prestigious medical school she worked her ass off to get into, instead, she found herself suspended one hundred feet up, watching over the mountains in the middle of fucking nowhere. Cell service is practically nonexistent, you have a better chance seeing a pig fly than having your text glow blue, instead of green. Company comes in an old-fashioned radio system connected to the neighboring tower: Tower 5. The tower's occupant, Harry, is overly talkative when it comes to new faces, it must be nice to have a tower neighbor, again, after the last one left. Things are going smoothly, until Maddie finds scratches on her door. Some psycho keeps leaving things beside her tower's entrance. Bones. Ruined articles of clothing. The feeling of being watched is suddenly making it hard to sleep, and the noises outside, don't help. It's not until someone, no, something? Whatever it is-it wakes her up, crashing its fists against the fragile windows. Maddie runs, she runs all four miles to the next closest "safe" haven: tower five. They need to get help, now. This is only the surface of Hollow's Mountain Range. What could possibly be underneath?