"I don't think about getting through all the bad things as accomplishments, if I'm being honest." "What do you mean?" "The bad things are a side effect." He looked at me confused. "A side effect? Of what?" "Being human."

"Don't you think it was fate that we met?" I say as i run my hands through Cora's hair softly. Our eyes on the golden light as it twinkles back at us in the sunlight. Cora laughs a little under her breath before she turns her head to face me, her face doing the same as we lock eyes. "What do you mean?" She murmurs with a cheesy smile already knowing what i meant but just wanting me to say it out loud. I let out a deep breath as a smile appears on his lips, she knows what shes doing, but that doesn't stop me. "After everything we have been through, I think that was just our way of getting to eachother" i smiles as i lean in kissing Cora's forehead. "We are the art of fate, baby" A story of two people, who couldn't fight the fate. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @WATAMELONSUGAHI 1# HARRYSTYLESFANFIC 2# in Harrystyles 1# in softharry 2&3# in softharrystyles

Anna had her story down to a science, parents that lived in Paris, a trust that unlocked when she graduated college, the lifestyle everyone wanted and loved her for. She was living the dream. Until he burst in and tore her lies apart. ***** Exert/: "Please, Harry," I begged, turned almost fully in the front seat of the jeep, "I know you don't owe me anything, but I need you to keep this quiet." Harry stared at me with those shocking jade eye, pondering over my plea. It would be so easy for him to shove my begging back into my face and tell that world who their precious Adelaide St James really is, and with the way I spoke to him the other day, I wouldn't be surprised. "You do really well in your classes," he spoke suddenly, "you ace every test you do." I frowned in confusion, "Yeah, I need a B average to stay in school." He nodded in acknowledgment, looking back at the building in front of him before finally turning to face me. "I'll keep your secret, James," he began, "on one condition." *** Hell yeah bitches Also, I'm #2 in the #fratboyharry tag rn and I'm screaming

"Excuse me.." a british accent greeted me. I looked up to be met with the most vibrant green eyes. "I think you're in my seat." Oakland, an 18 year old girl from a small town in South Carolina, is going on vacation with her family to Jamaica. coincidentally, 20 year old, Harry Styles, an upcoming artist, is escaping to Jamaica to write his first album with his team. a story that follows how a two week trip to a small island could change someone's life forever. ------------ #5 in softharry

1988. Self discovery wasn't something that came easy to Mabel, in fact, she'd refused to deal with the matter since decisions seemed to always be made for her. She wasn't sure how she'd ever get by, living in the small suburban town within Los Angeles. Although one thing she did know, her sister was coming back to town for the summer. What she didn't know, was why the mysterious drummer boy would smoke marlboro cigarettes and only speak to her when he felt like it. It was quite frankly irritating having to meet his gaze everywhere she looked, but then again, it would only be for the summer. *this story contains mature and explicit themes*

All they want is to see their best friends -- who hate each other beyond belief -- fall in love. So they put a bet on it. ⇢ some mature content so read at your own risk :)

18+ / Very Mature "Please, this is like cliche-central. With a kinky twist." ††† I step under the hot stream of water, soaking my hair, and take a deep breathe. I try and clear my mind, focusing on the way the water feels hitting my body. I turn around, opening my eyes, only to shout out a curse and stumble back. Emma is directly in front of me, taking off her tank top, eyes glued to my body. I hadn't shut the curtains, thinking no one would be in here, and I didn't know if I was happy or mad I did that. I stood there speechless as her small hands grasped the bottom of her sports bra. I inhaled sharply when she pulled it up and over her head, exposing her breasts. They jiggled slightly as she tossed her clothes to the side, and I found my heart rate quickening at an alarming rate. "W-what are you doing?" I breathe out as she pulls her leggings down her body, leaving her in just a thong. "Showering." Emma tells me as if it's obvious.

He was enticing in every way. The way his body moved swiftly around the ring as I watched him from behind the bar. He was the best. And the best never loses. When Blake Anderson gets a job as a bartender at the local fight club, Chargers, she meets Harry, a main fighter there. She knows his reputation, but does a reputation always live up to who they really are? "Thank you for being my blue sky in such a rainy life." Because after all, every storm runs out of rain. WARNING INCLUDES MATURE CONTENT SUCH AS EXPLICIT SCENES, DRUGS, AND VIOLENCE!! NO TRANSLATIONS!!! BEST RANKS #1 IN HARRYEDWARDSTYLES #1 IN BOXERHARRY #1 IN EXPLICITSCENES #1 IN HSFANFICTION #1 IN GREENEYES #1 IN STYLES Start Date. May 28, 2021

"Love is overrated," She said. "It always leaves you feeling empty in the end." "But don't you think it's worth it?" "No," She replied. "Not if it destorys who you are." _______________________________ This story will be a slow updating story so bare that in mind while you read. Though I do hope you read it:)

Ever wondered why time goes by so quickly? It has been years since Emma and Harry last saw each other. He regretted letting her go, and she regretted not staying. But when they meet again they find out they are not at all who they used to be. - First 7 chapters are in third person -