After attending the final night of Love On Tour at Wembley Stadium, Amelia - an ordinary fan - shares a brief but deeply personal moment with Harry Styles when he notices her sign thanking him for helping her feel less alone. What begins as an unforgettable concert experience unexpectedly turns into private messages and a quiet coffee meeting in London. But will it lead to something more? As their connection grows, so do the complications. Public attention, online speculation, and the pressures of fame quickly intrude on something that feels genuine and fragile. While Harry struggles with living a life constantly observed, Amelia must adjust to being pulled into a world she never asked to be part of. This story contains mentions of strong anxiety disorders as well as frequent panic attacks. I will try to include warning on these chapters that have strong mentions otherwise there will be small hints at anxiety throughout the story.

Looking for a change after a long term relationship ends, 30 year old Sadie moves to London. Falling back on an old hobby, Sadie takes a job as a photographer. Making a name for herself proves easier than expected, and soon Sadie is photographing the best of the best. Which leads her to them, One Direction. Harry Styles charms Sadie quickly, and begins making an effort to seduce her. But the age difference and his life in the spotlight makes Sadie keep Harry at a distance. But he's persistent, and soon Sadie can't seem to go a day without Harry. Will people leave them be and let them be? Or will other people tear them apart? Find out in Flashbulbs.

"She's compromising her own personal beliefs and morals, putting her heart on the line just because he asked her to. She feels slightly sick at her stomach when she thinks about it, so she takes a page from his book and tries not to. But trying not to think of Harry Styles is like trying not to breathe." -- Set in Los Angeles, Harry Styles and Eleanor Baker are the hottest couple in the Hollywood social scene, and their wedding is fast approaching Event of the Year status. Eleanor, headstrong and domineering, is not just planning her wedding, she's choreographing it - and Harry seems to simply be along for the ride, as is Eleanor's assistant Olivia, who after accepting the job, wonders if slavery somehow became legal without her realizing it. A Lolita wedding planner, a flakey assistant, and one bridezilla converge together to bring Olivia and Harry closer - and Harry begins to wonder... is this really all that's left for him? A ring and a promise of forever with Eleanor, or does he dare to dream of something more?

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After model Vivienne Rhode goes through an immense betrayal she thinks she won't find love again. Until he comes into her life and becomes her Daylight. Social Media harry styles x fem oc

The Characters: Vera Greco 23. Italian. Daughter of Marsha Greco, owner of the biggest gentleman's club in Los Angeles. Also the most private and exclusive. If you don't know, then you don't even know it exists. Harry Styles 24. British. World famous pop star who just settled into life in Los Angeles after success with his first solo album, on the verge of releasing Fine Line. Also, very much LHH. "What does it matter?" I said softly as he kept going on. My words completely unheard by him, as always. "What does it matter?!" I yelled out at him, our eyes meeting for the first time this entire conversation. His face softened just slightly. "You don't care, Harry. And you're never going to care." I said to him, biting back tears as I shook my head, "I can't be the only one who cares." He searched my eyes and stepped towards me, and I stepped back, "Don't." "Vera." He said, reaching for my arm and I pulled back. "No, Harry. You're never going to allow us any happiness....and I want it. I crave it." I said, my tears falling. "But I crave you." He said, and I couldn't help but roll my eyes. "You crave the idea of me, Harry, but you lack the initiative to actually want me."

It's assumed euphoria follows me around the world as I tell unknown stories through songs, yet I'd never known true happiness until I met her. **story contains mature scenes which may not be appropriate for certain readers** Best Awards: #6 - harrystyles #1 - harrystylesfanfiction #1 - fromthediningtable #5 - fineline

harry is just on the edge of thirty-five, and y/n is someone he's sure he shouldn't get involved with. until she seeks him out, anyway, and he realizes no one has ever really shown her how she should be treated.

Sometimes, when I'm off tour, I get this itch. Not literal. Metaphorical. Tour ends, the lights shut off, and suddenly I'm just... still. No crew, no call times, no adrenaline. My body rests, but my brain? My brain starts looking for motion. Sometimes, that motion looks like gym sessions, long walks, locking myself in a studio with nothing but an acoustic and my ego. And sometimes? It looks like sex. Not tabloid shit. No god-complex orgies. Just something familiar. Women I trust. People who text back with a wink and nothing more. Like Sasha. Like Lou. Not like Lena. I thought it'd be casual. Banter, late-night texts, sex with no strings. But Lena doesn't do casual. And I'm starting to think I don't either - not with her.

One accidental meeting in a coffee shop was all it took for their crazy and fast love story to begin. COMPLETED; IN EDITING ------- This story is completely fiction, characters that are known in real-life are not portrayed as you may see them. They are portrayed how I would. Thank you. #1| styles #1| niall