A Harry Styles fanfiction. Harry Styles was different than most self-proclaimed players. The first clue was that he was, indeed, self-proclaimed; he didn't need others to point anything out for him. But, instead of fighting the very existence of love until his limbs were tired, he welcomed it. In fact, he'd always wanted it. So when Harry meets Ella Mason the first day of his sophomore year in college, it doesn't take long to know she's the one he had always been waiting for. After all, just months before, he'd said goodbye to his old ways. It was perfect timing. Or was it? ❝You're my safe place, baby. You're my haven.❞ © Amanda V. Montgomery Warning: Contains Mature Content.

Where a naive girl with lots of baggage and a rockstar that can't seem to think of anyone but himself fall in love over the span of 24 hours

He never knew life could be this way, but truly if he did, he wouldn't have cared. He cared about nothing, not even himself until her. Before her, he was empty/ Before her he knew nothing of joy or completion, and this is his journey to his life After her.

Harry Styles. The boy who had a smirk that pierced girls' hearts no matter where he went. Bethany Foster, a girl whose heart was never pierced by Harry's devious smirk. They lived polar opposite lives, Harry was a "bad boy" as he called himself. He drove on a motorcycle without wearing a helmet and was always somewhere causing trouble. Bethany, was a waitress, she on the other hand had to work for a living due to her family's debt in medical funds for her mother who was in a vegetative state. She didn't go out on the town to party or cause havoc, she stayed at home caring for her two younger brothers.  But everything happens for a reason, doesn't it? When a breakup sends Harry off the deep end and looking for closure. When Bethany has to take what she's got or risk it all. Somehow their paths collide, either for better or for worse. To make anything of their faulty situations, they decide to be more than friends, in a phase of simply testing out the shallow waters.

Alexis chose the summer of 1996 to visit her Nonna in small, poorly known Clarkesville, Georgia. This year happens to be her favorite. Because a certain guy with ripped flannels, loose thick curls, and piercing green eyes won not only his thrilling illegal drag-races, but won the best trophy of them all. Her heart. [will contain mature content and much, much fluff]

"He's the star and all I am is the water boy." [#1 Fan Fiction. **First Place (Popular Narry) / 2nd Most Voted Story in the 2014 1DBromance Awards (Olympic 2014)] [Going through a 2nd Edit] Cover by: NarryBuddy

"Come on princess, whatcha gonna do about me stealing your boyfriend?" Harry scoffs grabbing Louis' hand pretending to hold it. I sigh, shift my eyes to the floor, and brush the harsh words off. "Please Harry, like I'd ever date someone with the same junk in their pants as me!" Louis laughed hysterically. That was not the Louis I knew. Harry had brainwashed him somehow, and made him turn against everyone. Harry made him get tattoos and even start smoking! Harry was no good for Louis, and I knew what was.

{book 1} ✓ - ❝ Once upon a time… Wait, are you shitting me? This story doesn’t start like this. On the contrary! This story is about a girl who thought had enough of men but, of course, her words backfired on her face. Yeah, this girl is me. An average girl… Okay, not so average, more insane, I would say. Whatever. This is my story and if you want to know what happened, keep reading, because it all started with an eating contest. ❞

niall horan fanfic written back in the carrot days. warning: cringeworthy.