It all started with the prompt "we're not just friends and you fucking know it", and then it turned into several short scenes about two people who are supposed to be just friends, except they aren't. AU, angst, romance, friends to lovers +18 (explicit language and explicit sexual content)

[COMPLETED] Nothing is louder than the silence between two lovers that aren't lovers anymore. *** Why am I running away from him ? He's the one that left. He's the one that never wanted to contact me ever again. If there's someone who shouldn't be here it's him. But I didn't have the courage to go back there and see his stupid pretty face again. *** story contains mature and explicit content *** STARTED JUNE 2021

Harry appears to be a nice boy. He comes from a good, wealthy family. He's been with his childhood sweetheart forever. He owns a flower shop. Arabella appears to be a bad girl. She throws loud and obnoxious parties. She screams the lyrics to angry songs at three in the morning. She owns a sex shop. When her sex shop moves in next-door to his flower shop, Harry is shocked to realize his new neighbor is a ghost from his past. Their unexpected feelings about their one-time encounter leave them both confused and drawn together, despite claiming to absolutely hate one another. To the naked eye, they seem to be locked in a hate-filled feud... but things are not always as they seem.

Evie is an erratic melody and Harry, a steady rhythm. In the world of music, Evie, a talented singer/songwriter, embarks on a transformative journey beginning when she joins Harry Styles on tour. As the spotlight intensifies, so do the challenges - Evie grapples with anxiety, past heartbreaks, and a battle against demons of her past. Harry, with his own uncertainties and pettiness, becomes an unexpected anchor. Their relationship weaves through a tumultuous dance of on-and-off, yet beneath the surface, a profound connection remains a true constant. In the whirlwind of newfound fame, Evie must confront her insecurities and allow herself the chance at a healthy, secure love - the kind she never thought possible. Together, they navigate the intricate notes of public interest, love, and self-discovery, realizing that, despite the chaos, they might just be destined soulmates after all. #1 in harrystyles #1 in harryedwardstyles #1 in loveontour #1 in harryshouse #1 in lot #1 in cinema #1 in watermelonsugar #1 in adoreyou #1 in TPWK #1 in cherry #1 in fineline #1 in golden Enjoy x

Forming sentences became the hardest task ever. I felt his gaze on me, his eyes watching every move. I looked around hoping to get out of this state, but it wasn't getting me nowhere. A deer caught on a main road by a driver during a stormy night, this was exactly how he made me feel. I excused myself and went straight to the bathroom. I felt invaded. He was invading me. My thoughts were no longer my own. ... Harry always knew that keeping his distance is the way to go about life, about people. He'd do anything to keep his bookshop alive, including things he never imagined himself to get stuck in. And as long as he doesn't think too much about it, his life continues. That's until he meets Sara. Equally as confusing and as closed off as him, something clicks and everything he's ever done comes back to him. Now he wants to keep her away from him. She wants to stay as far as possible from the dangers of life, after all she had her fair share of traumatic events. It seems like neither of them knows how to make this happen and through each other they'll relearn trust. ... Harry Styles fanfic - Dark AU

"She was not for everyone, but she was for me."

"In order for this to work...you have to be open." Harry laughed...condescendingly? I set my coffee down and folded my arms on top of the table. "What's the problem?" He took another sip of his coffee, set it to the side, and clasped his naked hands together, setting them on the table in front of him. "The problem is that you, like every other reporter, say these nice things but then the second I walk away from the conversation, I'm made out to be a womanizer and a diva." I raised my eyebrows at that and leaned forward. "Well...are you a womanizer and a diva Mr. Styles?" I watched as something that I couldn't quite define flashed through his green eyes. "No. I am not." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ What happens when Harry Styles, the one who swore he'd never open up, becomes the vulnerable one? What happens when he pushes back against the mysterious journalist, Rue Kline, and forces her to open up as well? "I don't wanna be alone when it ends..."

[ COMPLETED ] Neither of them knew one night could change everything. ✼ ✼ ✼ For mature audiences only. Story contains sexual content and vulgar language so read at your own risk! COPYRIGHT © 2015, stylescloud All rights reserved, please don't copy and/or steal my story!

[EDITED] "Last night was amazing," he whispers. I stay silent, but my heartbeat races. I don't know how to express this, and I don't even know about my sentiment. All I clearly know is that Harry and I shouldn't have done what we did yesterday. "There wouldn't be any sex as good as ours. And... you see me as an enemy, right?" He starts speaking. "What are you saying?" I ask. "I'm saying... I can be your enemy, who, you know, you have sex with." What would you do if you and the person you hate the most became enemies with benefits? THEN: Athena Scott always had excellent grades in high school, is pretty on the outside, and was admired by many people. However, due to her parents' divorce when she was young, she had been living with her mother, with whom she did not get along, and she was kicked out of her home for one reason or another when she graduates from high school. So she started living with her then-boyfriend, Harry Styles, but they had a lot of trouble and fought a lot. In addition, Harry messed up and broke Athena's heart. Finally, she broke up with him. NOW: A year later, Athena moves to a new apartment near her school. Then she gets shocked when she sees her new roommate, Harry Styles - her ex-boyfriend who Athena hates the most. They live their lives awkwardly, but one day, Athena gets drunk and accidentally has sex with Harry.

"Say my name," Harry said, his hands groping my butt and pushing me against the wall. "Say it." "H-Harry." I whined, and he abruptly pushed his pelvis against me, pinning me to the wall and pulling his head back to look at me. "That's not my name." He growled. His eyes were full of lust and his breathing was heavy on my cheeks. "Daddy." _____________________________________________ This is NOT a l*rry fanfic _____________________________________________ #1 in Fanfiction - 05/20/17 #2 in harrystylesau - 04/28/23 #25 in harrystyles - 01/13/20 #32 in sugardaddy - 01/03/21 #101 in styles - 04/28/23 #171 in onedirection - 05/26/20