A push-pull against all boundaries, more importantly, physical and emotional.

Harry and I have been friends since forever. I remember when we met in kindergarten. I've never connected with anyone else the way I do with him. But now things are different. Even though we're still close its not the same. I love him. I really do. But he doesn't notice and I don't think he ever will. He loves people who don't treat him right. Who don't know him the way I do. He breaks my heart again and again and again. I'm surprised I still have anything left.

es·o·ter·ic ˌesəˈterik/ adjective ~ intended for or likely to be understood by only a small number of people with a specialized knowledge or interest.

"You're the only one that I want baby girl" he said with lustful eyes. I don't know how much longer I can hold on. His words alone make me so wet for him. "Come on princess, don't be shy"

"Love is like drinking beer. Once you get too much of it, you start acting stupid." -Klara Styles. "Love is the only thing in this world that covers up all the pain and makes us feel wonderful again." -Leah Styles. Leah loved love. She loved her parents' love. She loved their love story; how the famous Harry Styles had fallen in love with the girl he was arranged to marry. He didn't plan on doing it, but it happened. And it infatuated Leah. She wanted someone to look at her the way her father looked at her mother. Klara, contrary to her sister's belief, thought love was a waste of time. It's not like she had been hurt in the past - she just didn't waste any time in feeling such exponential feelings for some guy. She was more like the girl who would just party and not care. But two boys - both very different - go to the girl you wouldn't think. A softie for Klara, and a notorious drummer for Leah. Love's a funny thing, isn't it?

"I want to break through this barrier" he said as he slowly dragged a finger down my arm. I was shaking and goosebumps trailed my arms following his touch. He leaned in, lips grazing my neck. "I want you and intend to have you"

This is NOT a sequel to Grey Street, only bits and pieces of their story after that day in the café. I'd highly suggest reading Grey Street first. What happens when Harry becomes the missing piece of Elle's New York story.

Harry Styles is the wealthy and very strict young CEO of Styles INC. His life seems perfect from the outside: girls, money and a business on the rise. But there is more than the eye can meet. Harry's past follows him every day and prevents him from fully connect with the people around him. What will happen when in his life appears a bubbly and sweet girl? Will he allows someone inside or will he shut her down? *** This story reached #3 on Fanfiction! *** Warnings: Will contain mature contents, violence and strong language. All rights reserved @lazycatgirl

Cassandra Lowe's parents seem to always be at work, leaving their two children with relatives far more than they would like. One day, Cassie's father gets a call asking him and his wife to take a trip to Australia, thousands of miles away from their children. They accept the offer but know they can't leave their seventeen- and eight-year-olds with their grandmother since she was recently bedridden. The couple decides to entrust Cassandra with watching after her little brother with the help of an assistant caretaker who will make daily trips to see them. The pair is pleased with their arrangements, but when the sitter is late, the couple has to leave before meeting the woman who will be taking care of their children for the next week. With slight hesitation, the couple leave, boarding a plane, assuming the elderly lady would arrive sooner rather than later, but little did they know they had hired a dangerous psychopathic killer named Harry Styles. Will Cassandra and Ben escape the harmful hands of their psychotic sitter? Or has he already set his eyes on the young and pure Cassandra...? -COMPLETED- • NO TRANSLATIONS • Description updated on 11/08/25 Highest Ranks: #11 FanFiction #16 Mystery/Thriller Editor: @GrumpyKatx Cover by: @navigate Trailer by: @cuddlingashton Copyright© 2014 _Discovered_

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