The hall is still a little bit crowded but no one is paying attention to the girl with the crazy I-just-had-sex hair and no panties under her skirt. I can't believe what just happened and I never will. I had sex with the one and only Harry Styles. Highest rank: #1 in Fanfiction.

Alexis chose the summer of 1996 to visit her Nonna in small, poorly known Clarkesville, Georgia. This year happens to be her favorite. Because a certain guy with ripped flannels, loose thick curls, and piercing green eyes won not only his thrilling illegal drag-races, but won the best trophy of them all. Her heart. [will contain mature content and much, much fluff]

"Harry, are you okay? What are you doing in my room?" I asked Harry. I was confused though. Was he sleep walking? "Just to talk" he answered and sat down on the edge if my bed. "Ok what?" I ask kinda irritated that I'm losing sleep. "Has anyone ever touched you before?" he asks me with a serious tone. "Wha- what?" I stutter. "Harry I don't think we should be talking about this, your dating my sister" "Has anyone ever kissed you?" he just goes on. "No" I answer looking down. "Perfect" he answers coming closer to me with a smirk on his face.

My parents always warned me about the drugs on the streets, but never did they say anything about ones with emerald eyes and a beating heart.

Harry Styles and Eden Banks have been best friends for over twelve years, but when one of them starts to fall in love with the other, their whole friendship gets put at risk. Is everything bound to fall apart, or will a revelation take place? Copyright © 2015, Taylor Harrison.

A story of first true love between an unsuspecting, extroverted girl and an awkward, beautifully magnetic boy. WARNING: Explicit sexuality. All Rights Reserved to styleslegend, 2018 ©