© 2013 by Eli Beyrouty. All Rights Reserved When Leigh loses her mother at only 19. Shes' left alone to face the world and raise her little sister Isabella all on her own. With the weight of the past on her shoulders. Leigh begins to loose not only herself. But her connection with Isabella as well. Except, when Leigh looses her sister in a local mall she not only gains a new perspective. But when the one to find her sister is none other than Harry Styles. Her life begins to change in ways she never would have imagined.

Katelyn known as the school slut likes to have fun with boys. Her ideal night of fun is going on a website posting or texting photos of herself. She has troubles like everyone else but she hides it when she logs onto a website as KittyKatKate. One night Katelyn goes to the extreme of posting photos after getting hate. She ends up talking to a boy named, Harry Styles. Will these two meet? Will she get attached to him? She thinks she knows everything about him, but does she really know everything? Read and find out...

A Harry Styles fanfiction. Harry Styles was different than most self-proclaimed players. The first clue was that he was, indeed, self-proclaimed; he didn't need others to point anything out for him. But, instead of fighting the very existence of love until his limbs were tired, he welcomed it. In fact, he'd always wanted it. So when Harry meets Ella Mason the first day of his sophomore year in college, it doesn't take long to know she's the one he had always been waiting for. After all, just months before, he'd said goodbye to his old ways. It was perfect timing. Or was it? ❝You're my safe place, baby. You're my haven.❞ © Amanda V. Montgomery Warning: Contains Mature Content.

My name's Marcel. Nerd. Poet. Teenage Loser. You think you know the real me, but you don't. I wish you could see the true me, but no one has cared enough to. Until she came. All rights go to _smilelikeniall (myself). Everything is written by me. No copyright intended. Please do not claim my words and/ or ideas as yours. Do not repost my words without giving me credit. Thank you.

THIS IS A ONE DIRECTION/ HARRY STYLES FAN FICTION. Hello everyone, this is a story about a girl named Meg, and she is a dancer. She somehow runs into the biggest boyband ever, and is somewhat attracted to the curly gentleman, Harry Styles. Does he like her back? Read to find out!

Harry's family are rich. Filthy rich. But so are the Malik's. There worst enemies. Harry's family are all also very good at performing. Meaning; Singing, acting and dancing. All except Harry. He can't dance to save his life. The Styles' are going to be putting on a show to "show those Malik's whose best" as Harry's mother says. So Anne signs Harry up for private dance lessons which Cheshire's finest dancer, Mr. Tomlinson.

Trust is like a paper, once crumpled; it'll never be the same ever again.

Harry is your average dental hygienist, he goes to work each morning and gets off around six o'clock. Only he doesn't go home to an empty flat like a normal twenty year old, Harry stops and picks up his (almost) four year old son from the sitters and from there his night is only beginning. From potty training to teeth cleaning, over the last four years Harry's managed to balance having a career and making sure his child has everything he needs to be happy, healthy and safe. But when his sons father suddenly wants to be apart of their lives again, things become challenging and Harry's torn being doing what's right for his son and what's right for them as a family. It doesn't help that his sons father happens to be Zayn Malik, one third of a world famous boy band, and the media is bearing down on them - wanting answers to questions Harry's desperately been avoiding for years. Copyright © zmelec on Wattpad All Rights Reserved.

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

When five girls get chosen to be backup dancers for One Direction, shit gets real.