Jade Daniels is excited to be in One Direction's music video. But when the producer calls her fat, horrors from her past starts to haunt her again, and is friendship enough to keep her alive as she falls madly in love with one of the boys?

I never actually talked to her. But seeing her cry that one night stuck with me. Beating the shit out of that guy also didn't help my delusional ass. I check her social media every day and figured out where she works. I'm not a stalker. She's just in my head. All the time. I've only ever touched her arm when I guided her to an empty bedroom at that party. But for some reason all I can see is her face in every girl. Clara. __ Clara has her whole life planned out. Harry wants nothing more than to ruin it. She dreams of love and writing; he hates both. But when their worlds collide, Clara finds herself torn between the life she always wanted and the chaos Harry drags her into. One choice could fix everything. The other could cost her everything. - WARNING CONTAINS : drug use, sexual content, violence, abuse, strong language, depression, overdose, and anxiety. ~ I do not give anyone permission to translate any of my books ~

When a girl who falls in love with the sky meets a charming boy, their worlds collide in what could only be described as fate. Two people who needed each other at just the right time. _____________________________________________________ "You fall in love with the person who makes you love the person you are when you're around them" - Unknown ***Harry is famous in this fanfiction*** *Mentions Self-Harm, Abuse, Suicidal Thoughts, and Depression* *TRIGGER WARNING* Ranked #9 in hs 4/21/22 (First few chapters are trash because this is the first fanfic I've written) ***Explicit Content without warning***

Noelle Everly went to a concert one night. After that night her whole life had changed. I woke up eyes burning, head throbbing. But I was in a hotel room. Whose hotel room? I don't know. "What the fuck happened last night." I say to myself. "Everything." The tall brown haired, green eyed boy says while walking out the bathroom with just a towel around his waist. "Who are you?" I say. " Are you being for real right now? He's says. I'm Harry fucking Styles."

Callie Lyon, athlete and chronic overachiever caught in the shadow of her dead older brother. Harry Styles, global rockstar and supernova at the center of his own public demise. Malbon, the clothing brand that hires both of them to be a brand ambassador. What happens when the girl dedicated to the straight and narrow has to work with the boy who doesn't seem to care about anything?

| HARRY FANFIC | ONGOING Kenzie Swift, related to Taylor Swift, was the only girl in the most famous band- One Direction. This is a story of her life being in the band, enjoying the sudden fame... but three years in, she started to hate it. In the year 2014, she met a girl, who changed her life in a bad way. It led to addiction, losing friends, and even some fans started to dislike her. There were a few people that stuck by her side through it all, including the four boys and her bestfriend, but there was one particular person... Harry Styles. But did it all work out in the end? Let's find out... MAJOR DISCLAIMER: this story contains drugs, alcohol, self harm, suicide, and more. Please read the description inside of the book for more. I hope you like it. HIGHEST RANKING; #1 ONE DIRECTION #1 LOUIS TOMLINSON #1 ZAYN MALIK #1 LIAM PAYNE #5 NIALL HORAN

WARNINGS: SEXUAL CONTENT, DRUG USE, LANGUAGE, ABUSE, SELF HARM AND EATING DISORDER. This was published in 2011 on onedirectionfanfiction.com, and I decided to post it here as well in case people were interested. Jackie Vega moved with her family(well...almost) from sunny California to crappy London. And just because her father got a job. Of course, she needs to finish high school. She goes to secondary school, where she is paired up with Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson for a project. She's so innocent, she didn't even get her first kiss. So when you put an innocent girl and two horny, sex addict, crazy players, nothing good can come out of it...for her. But it's not only those two. She's Zayn Malik's new target, Niall Horan's new enemy and Liam Payne's new lab partner. Liam Payne: silent, quiet, cocky. Every good girl's dream boy. Niall Horan: funny, carefree, cheeky. Jackie's new enemy. Zayn Malik: misterious, perverted, always smells like smoke and alcohol. Jackie's new bully. Louis Tomlinson: horny, player, sassy. Jackie's new partner and bully. Harry Styles: most popular boy in school, ladies man, womanizer. Jackie's new partner and bully. --- Let's just say that senior year won't be as she imagined it to be. At least not when you have five very hormonal teenagers who are ready to make your life hell just because you spilled your spaghetti on them. But you know what they say...there is a thin line Between Love and Hate.

"𝘈𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 '𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦'." --- 💌 𝐒𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐬 { Currently being revised and edited } is an original One Direction fanfic, where the main OC is becomes the sixth and only girl member of One Direction. ‼️ This story will contain the use of drugs, alcohol, instances of panic attacks, mental health, mature or troubling scenes, etc. So please be wary when reading this story. It's a heavy story, meant to reflect a lot of realistic issues. ‼️ Not available for translation, nor for animation/illustration. Do not copy this story, nor the plot lines that take place. This remains strictly an English-created story on my Wattpad profile only. --- "And Harry? Oh love..." A small sigh escaped her lips while she studied my face carefully, patiently. I slightly frowned, waiting for her to continue when she placed a hand over her heart like she felt it would burst. She looked over to her son, observing the familiar boy with chestnut curls and eyes - the ones that shone with nothing but love for even the smallest things around him. My own emotions felt too heavy to handle, and what I felt for him was bigger than any capacity my rib cage could contain within its bounds. It'll never be fair. The look on his face when I had told him to never look me in the eyes again... it shattered what was left of my dignity when his desperation existed so abundantly. I'll never get to love him the way I want, so I'll have to settle for loving him the way I can. At two arm's distance. "That boy would write symphonies about you with the sweetest melodies... if Simon would let him write his own lyrics."