The contract that once bid them together was now torn to shreds and now everything is becoming surreal for the both of them. Can they handle it?

"I'm a monster!" he shouted in my face, his veins popping out on his neck. I tried to hold my tears but failed, all these months of patience and anger caused my body to shake, my heart was pounding so loud in my chest that my blood was boiling in my veins. "No Harry! You're not a monster!" I cried out loud, my chest rising and falling from my heavy breathing. He clenched his jaw and fisted his palms and in seconds, he punched the wall that was behind me right next to me, making me gasp for air. All the anger that built inside me was now replaced by fear as his piercing green eyes turned to a darker shade. "How can you say that after what I did to you?" he hissed, his hot breath hitting my swollen lips, his nostrils flaring. I took a deep shakey breath before I parted my lips to answer him. "Because I can see through you, Harry. I can see your innocence."

Eva Jackson was that one girl in high school everyone knows about. Nearly all of them thought she was the coolest, most perfect person alive. But behind her bright persona was a girl with an un-caring mother that was never even her own. She kept who she really was in the dark, the back of the closet even. She kept her life entirely out of the picture until one really annoying, "bad boy" came to town. Harry Styles happened to be his name. He's nice to everyone, well, accept Eva. He pesters and picks on the poor girl even after he single-ly figures her out. But maybe, just maybe, there's a hint of compassion behind each of his rude remarks.. Summary written by the lovely @canadianBwithanITCH

Prologue: ....I snorted and shook my head. “What makes you want to be friends with me? You didn’t answer.” Harry shrugged. “We are two honest people in a school full of liars.” I struggled to keep my laugh quiet. “What poem did you pull that from? Honest? You just told the librarian we were working on a project.” Harry blew a raspberry. “Trying to make friends with you is a project. Why are you making this so hard for me, Hastings?” "I’m picky about my friends. I have a very close group of friends, and none of them were assholes to me when we first met,” I said, taking a stab at him. He chuckled. “If you all are so close, why are you in here with me and not in the lunchroom with them?” Fuck me for walking straight into that one. I didn’t have a response. Harry grabbed my hand and held it tightly as I tried to pull it away. “I think you’re the only person at this school who hasn’t lied to me yet. Maybe that’s why I want to be friends. Or maybe it’s because if I’m going to sit here and pretend like I’m better than everyone else, I want someone - a friend - to pretend with. I thought I could just hurry through this year alone and I can’t. I’m lonely. For some strange reason, I trust you,” Harry laughed. I laughed too, but it was more of a ‘yeah, right’ laugh than a ‘you’re so funny’ laugh. “I’m serious!” "Mhmm. Okay, Styles." Finally able to pull my hand away, I closed my book and shoved it into my backpack. "Look," He said, his eyes locked on my face as I stood. "I’ll prove it to you...."

Working for a world-leading mafia, Harry knows how to kill, how to hunt his victims, and how to avoid any company of any kind. He's used to a lonely, quiet, and harsh environment. He is the best at what he does. And everything he does becomes problematic when he's assigned to protect the boss's daughter from world-known killers. Catalina tries to understand him, eventually failing because instead she falls for a man so willing to resist her. [Contains Mature Content]

BEST FANFIC SERIES 2018 - @thefanfictionawards Book 2 of the Lush Trilogy (completed ✓) - Rewritten in 2025 | Continuation of Moulin Rouge (Lush Seduction) | In a desperate attempt to protect himself, Harry Styles makes a dangerous choice by rekindling a risky alliance with William Purdy. Transforming back into the cold, avaricious club owner he once was, he shatters the heart of the one woman who saw beyond his hardened exterior - Vicky West. Tired of his indifference and the broken heart she carries, Vicky confronts Harry, ready to walk away and finally move on from what they had. But letting go is far more challenging than she expected, as her heart still belongs to the man he used to be. When Harry deeply regrets the choices he has made, he is determined to win her back. But as they face old wounds and new trials, one question remains: can their love survive the reckoning, or is it already too late? WARNING: Mature content. All Rights Reserved by @Butterflytattoo Fanfiction #18