"Hi Harry Styles. Is that your real name, or is it actually Harold?" "It's just Harry." "Ok. Is that your favorite band?" "Yeah, it is actually." ☹☻ In which a secretive curly haired boy that wears too many band shirts meets an innocent Irish lad that asks too many questions and has a few secrets of his own. ☹☻ [WARNING- Cursing, smut, boyxboy, small self-harm trigger] ☹☻ Copyright © 2014 || Poisonnialler Top Ranking: #10 under Narry

She wasn't looking for him. He wasn't supposed to stay. But Lotte, the sharp-eyed café owner with a soft heart and no need for English, knew better. In a quiet Berlin café filled with secondhand furniture, old vinyl records, and Lotte's unbeatable cherry cake, Emi lives a life of stillness-small, steady, safe. Then Harry Styles walks in, quiet and unshaven, trying to disappear. What starts with shared glances and mismatched mugs becomes routines, soup bowls, and late-night confessions. Emi pretends not to know who he is. Harry pretends he's not falling. And Lotte? She sees everything-and starts nudging them together with cake, eye-rolls, and more than a little mischief. But secrets don't stay quiet forever. When the world comes calling and Harry's love songs start sounding a little too familiar, Emi has to choose: stay hidden in her quiet corners-or finally risk being seen. A slow-burn, aching love story about intimacy, anonymity, and the grandmotherly matchmaker who always knew best. --- Warning : It's very slow and very long!

She spilled her coffee, her almond croissant, and possibly her dignity-right onto Harry Styles. Emma's a French translator with zero chill, a tragic relationship with her inbox, and a talent for falling over her own feet. Harry's supposed to be focusing on his next album, not getting tangled up with the hilarious, chaotic girl who crashes into his life-literally. This is not a muse story. She's not his inspiration-she's just herself. But that might be the whole point. One almond croissant, one girl, one quietly ridiculous love story.

𝗔 𝘀𝗼𝗰𝗶𝗮𝗹 𝗺𝗲𝗱𝗶𝗮 𝗳𝗶𝗰 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝘀𝗻𝗶𝗽𝗽𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗛𝗮𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗦𝘁𝘆𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗔𝗺𝗶𝗿𝗮 𝗔𝗺𝗶𝗻 [𝗵.𝘀 𝘅 𝗵𝗶𝗷𝗮𝗯𝗶 𝗼𝗰] 𝗯𝗮𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗙𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝗟𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗛𝗮𝗿𝗿𝘆'𝘀 𝗛𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗛𝗮𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗦𝘁𝘆𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗮 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝗲, 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻. ... 𝐎𝐫 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 ... 𝗟𝗼𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗻 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝘀𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗰𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗛𝗮𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝘀𝗽𝗼𝘁𝘀 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗮𝘃𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗽𝗼𝗲𝘁 𝘀𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗮𝘃𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝘀𝗽𝗼𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝗰𝗼𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗽 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗮𝘆 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴. #15 in poetry #20 in Harry Styles