In which two ex-best friends, Harry Styles and Marlowe Finch, reunite after almost 5 years. Harry realizes Marlowe's on her way to living the dream they had always yearned for, and Marlowe comes to the conclusion that Harry's more lost than she ever thought he could be.

The rose and the sunflower. The girl with the golden eyes and the boy with a golden heart. The girl that believed love was just a fairytale and the boy that believed fairytales are just stories waiting to come true. 'I used to think love was a pointless excuse of not wanting to die alone.' 'I think it'd be pointless to die without loving someone.' The story of Georgette Hayley Granger and Harry Edward Styles. ~ TW: anxiety and panic attacks, death/grief, family-related/childhood trauma HIGHEST RANKS: #1 harryedwardstyles #1 fineline #1 1d #1 1dfanfic #1 niallhoran #1 fanfictiononedirection #3 harry #6 harrystylesfanfic #8 harrystyles #10 styles #15 5secondsofsummer ~ Started: August 11th 2020 Published: September 1st 2020 Completed: March 5th 2023 *Not accepting translations right now!!*

when harry styles and ivory brooklyn bump into each other at the met gala, they both find something, they never thought they'd have. they build the cutest family and share incredible memories. just a cute little story softrry dadrry trust the process!! started: december 29th, 2022.

Undercover spy, Odette Carter, thought this was just another mission: infiltrate, investigate, and take down a powerful criminal.....But some crimes are more personal than they appear. Her target? Reclusive casino owner Harry Styles-charming, calculated, and hiding more than just illegal operations. As Odette digs deeper into his world, shadows from a past she chose to forget begin to resurface. Haunted by memories she's locked away, Odette finds herself entangled in a web of secrets, deception, and desire-unsure of where the mission ends and something far more dangerous begins. Because in this game, nothing is what it seems. 
And some truths are buried for a reason. Is the real threat inside the casino... or in the past she chose to leave behind? ⋆˚✿˖° "Is it done?" Zayn's voice comes into my ear from the side of me as I turn my face away from her car, glancing towards him. He stands behind me with his arms crossed. I nod my head "it's done" I confirm as Zayn flashes me a proud smile, stepping forward as he places his hand on my shoulder, now standing next to me on the steps. "Does he know anything?" He asks again, his voice wary with warning. "No- she knows nothing at all" #1 in Hazza #2 in HarryStylesFanFiction #1 in darkrry

Harry had it all. Money, power, and the freedom of being a bachelor. Isabella was struggling to make ends meet, working at a dance studio by day and a strip club by night. Their worlds collide when Harry signs his daughter, Ottilie, up for classes at the studio. And again when he finds himself at an exclusive strip club for a friend's birthday...

'Darling,' his voice was raspy, resonating deep within Emma's heart. 'I can't resist you much longer. I really can't.' Being devastatingly attractive, a ruthless lover, a shameless heartbreaker, and a magnet for scandal - Harry Styles is adored and hated by millions. So when he reappears after five mysterious years of silence, the entire country watches him step back into the dazzling spotlight on the famed late-night talk show, Live with Devon! Emma Sinclair, one of the rookie script editors at the show, treats his attendance like any other day at work. She's not starstruck, she's not hopping on any of the gossip trains, she's just doing her job. But what starts as a professional obligation, unravels into something far more complicated when she meets Mr. Styles himself. Fame is messy, just as desire. And along the way, Emma learns falling for a celebrity might be the most complicated when he falls back. Achievements: #1 Harryfanfic #1 Styles #2 fandom

Harry tilted his head, eyes scanning her as if weighing her carefully, the faintest smile tugging at his lips. "You talk like you've got something to prove." Isla leaned back slightly, setting her pen down with a soft click. She folded her arms, her posture unbothered. "I don't actually. I already proved it." He raised both eyebrows in mock surprise, a soft chuckle escaping him as he straightened up in his chair. "Let me guess. Daddy was a lawyer. You're trying to outdo him?" Her gaze sharpened, her lips pressing into a tight line as she met his challenge. "No. Daddy was a mechanic. He taught me to spot bullshit before it stains the carpet." The grin that spread across his face was genuine this time-amused and impressed. "Okay, Grant. That one almost impressed me." "You think this is a game, Styles. But I'm the only one sitting on your side of the table." A beat of silence. Harry watched her, expression unreadable, as she turned to leave. His gaze followed her, his eyes narrowing as if deciding something in his mind. "You coming back tomorrow?" "Depends. You planning to waste my time again?" He then smiled, a slow, almost imperceptible smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. "I might let you save me, counselor. Just a little." © 2025 . All rights reserved.

hal·low verb past participle: hallowed - honor as holy. Vivienne Romano bakes cupcakes, believes in kindness, and still says "please" and "thank you" to strangers. Harry Styles? He bleeds violence. A fighter with a past wrapped in secrets, bruises, and misery. Their worlds were never meant to collide. But they did-late one night, in the shadows of her bakery, with blood on his hands and fear in her eyes. Now he can't stay away. She's light and sugar and everything good in this world... and he's the sinner who can't stop coming back. She's the softest thing he's ever seen. And the only thing that makes him feel anything close to holy. Because if there's one thing Harry knows for sure- a man like him was never meant to touch a girl like her. As the lines between fear and fascination blur, Vivienne is dragged deeper into a world of secrets, violence, and obsession. Because Harry isn't just dangerous-he's marked. And now, so is she. What do you do when the one person who terrifies you... might be the only one who can protect you?

"Wish we could take it all off and just exist" DO NOT PRINT MY WORK! T.W. Mention of death, slight drug abuse, mentions of assault.

COMPLETED Janie is dreading the future, but the real world is calling her. After accepting that a career as a songwriter just won't work out, she gears up to teach music to second graders in her small town. Then, she meets Harry. Harry is trying to forget the past, but his label is calling and awaiting a new album. He doesn't want to talk about it and especially doesn't want to write about it. Then, he meets Janie.