This is the Sequel to Dark. This is not mine it belongs to han-rawr on tumblr.

This is by H28 on onedirectionfanfiction.com it's wonderful and I hope you like it as much as me. Recommended for 17+

Elle Grey doesn't need anyone. She only needs herself, a paintbrush, and if she gets desperate enough, there are the few people she actually tolerates that she can talk to. She knows that there's more out there in the world - in fact, she spends most of her time either daydreaming or painting about it. She knows that the South Dakotan town she's grown up in is only suffocating her. That's why she finds Harry so intriguing. He's different and he brings out something in her that she wasn't sure was still there. Suddenly she's second-guessing everything she has known her entire life - maybe she does need someone.

❝ dear diary, there's this boy at school, and everyday I can't help but admire him from across the room... ❞ © hemmkinks

A short story about when your mind rebels against your heart. All Rights Reserved to styleslegend, 2018. ©

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.

This is NOT a sequel to Grey Street, only bits and pieces of their story after that day in the café. I'd highly suggest reading Grey Street first. What happens when Harry becomes the missing piece of Elle's New York story.