Harry Styles and Andy Hughes have never gotten along. She's the good girl with a clean record, and he's the arrogant rule breaker. When the cops catch them in the act of a crime that Andy really had no part of, they're both thrown behind bars for the next forty eight hours. Being locked up with someone you hate for two days might just be the one thing that drives the two of them to insanity. Will they make it to the end of their stay, or will they crack before their time is up?

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]

In which a quiet girl trying to get through her last year of high school by avoiding all conflict in her school and sitting in the back. She didn't expect a new math teacher who also became her new volleyball coach which made her plans to have a chill last year into chaos. #1 in Fanfiction

She's always been the shy girl that no one notices, but once she catches Harry's attention will things ever be the same again?

"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."

- because this moment simply is -

300 years ago, the Prince was cursed. An entanglement of lives from different centuries, an evil witch, heartbreaks, secrets, hatred. How can love save you when you don't believe in love? Ranked #924 in Fanfiction #15 in 1Direction #98 in darkharry #99 in harryedwardstyles #306 in 1d