(complete) And he was so eager to be her hero that he forgot to be his own, because loving Natalie Beck is the strongest act of self-destruction Harry'd ever known. (Original fanfiction version) © 2015 polaroidlou

Art is whatever we want it to be. It's definition malleable as it passes through person to person. The same can be said about aesthetics. As human beings, we are all different and find beauty in many things and what we define as beautiful differs from person to person, young and old, meek and bold. Art is equal to beauty, it is unique to the individual and special to those who can see the passion behind it. Carter shows her art by leaving indelible ink stains on people's skin, a mark that can never be erased: the mark of her masterpiece. Harry, on the other hand, spreads art wherever he goes with a simple gesture, kind words, and, of course, the ink on his skin. She's looking to make her mark. He's looking to win her heart. ©StylisticMoods2015 Edited and Revised August-September 2016

Sequel to Masterpiece: She's trying to forget about him. He's trying to get her back.

"She lays down on the bedroom floor The chemicals that make her love don't seem to be working anymore"-The 1975 Her fingers hover over the keypad, desperate to say something but not knowing at all what to say. There are so many things that she wants to say to him, so many things that she'd already said aloud and that she'd talked herself into saying to make sure he knew how much he'd hurt her, how much he was still hurting her. But it was pointless. He doesn't want to listen and he hardly even cares. She's just wasting her breath like he's wasting her time. Edited chapters will be marked with this symbol: * [Any reference of lyrics to She Lays Down is copyright to THE 1975, I do not own any part of the song nor do I claim creation rights to it.]

The war is over, but it's not over for Harry. His experience haunts him relentlessly and he's changed more than he ever thought possible. In his mind, it's hopeless to think about getting better, but what happens when his friends drag him to a show featuring an American singer named Lola Simmons? What happens when their worlds collide and she changes his life for the better? What happens when he unintentionally triggers a change in her too? *Idea and cover credit to the lovely @hope_moore !*

They say the Olympics are every athletes dream, and once you're in you've pretty much got it made for your career in that sport. The Olympics are a lot of hard work though. The audience just see's the glitterly costumes and gracefulness on ice of the ice skaters, and the snowboarders doing a flip and making it lot easy, and also the hockey players taking hard falls and hits but getting up like it didn't hurt them at all. What the athletes see though are hour after hour of training for months just for maybe one or two five minute performances, depending on how far you get. But even after those early mornings and long nights of work and being so tired you feel you might die, its all worth it in the end. All the training pays off when you get to perform on an Olympic stage.

Harry is an eighteen year old rich boy living in the rural mountainous forests of central Oregon with an anxiety problem and his entire future mapped out ahead of him. He lives to please, he lives to be the squeaky clean model child he was raised to be, though with constant pressure to be even better than his very best, he struggles to balance the heavy weight of life with his wavering mental health and self image. Harry is easily impressionable, and all he wants to chase after is a false idealism of perfection and a happily ever after. He finds that in the neighborhood pothead, and learns quickly that happiness doesn't always come in a picture perfect package, no matter how pretty strawberry blonde hair and green eyes can be. Happily ever after doesn't exist the same way they do in fairytales, they're a lot less magical and they're way more melodramatic and painful. Central Oregon isn't a kingdom far, far away. It's home, and life isn't perfect. Neither is she. Or, an AU where Harry's insecure and seeks validation from a pretty strawberry blonde who writes down her thoughts in blue ink. "You know, sitting at the lake I used to always pick at the clovers in the grass. They were always three leaf clovers, but I think if you pick enough they have just as much luck as the four leaf ones." Twitter// @hydratedharries Written: October 2015 - April 2019

"You know, it's not good to be out this late.❞ ❝I know.❞ PUBLISHED DECEMBER 2014 [The story does not end on chapter 12] Copy Right ©GAYBOYHARRY

"The greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places." - Roald Dahl We all have secrets. Some that we're aware of, some that are about us yet we're oblivious to. You shouldn't ever be too eager to find out secrets because some of them can potentially change your life forever. Sapphira Williams is an outgoing girl who sees the world with love and kindness. Her life isn't perfect but she's grateful for what she has. She has lost much but hope has never been amongst it. Harry Styles is an international popstar. The world knows him. But, what you see isn't all there is. There's more to him than what the world sees. They both have secrets. Will these secrets bind them together or destroy them?

One Direction are finally getting the two months off in between touring the world that they deserve, and brooding boy-bander Harry Styles decides, 'what better way to kick off this break than to drown my sorrows in expensive whiskey?'. During his night of bar-based, jet-lagged moping, he meets a bubbly blonde with the most beautiful smile, who immediately takes his breath away. After the two of them share an evening of terrible flirting and even more terrible dancing, she disappears, leaving Harry longing to see her again. He'll definitely go to great measures to find her, but what if she doesn't want to be found? [Harry Styles/One Direction FanFic] [ONGOING:SLOW UPDATES] Cover by the lovely @derailedthoughts