"You said, no you sang, you sang that everything was gonna be alright. You said that we'll be alright, Harry. But did you mean that?" Where Belle Olivia Granger encounters five young boys who happen to be in the biggest boyband on the planet, and she can't help but fall for the one with the striking green eyes. *this story contains mature and explicit content* Completed January 1, 2021. HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 IN FAN #2 IN ONE DIRECTION #6 IN LIAM PAYNE #11 IN HARRY STYLES

when a girl in a bitter and unloving relationship gets involved with a quiet and beautiful boy, she finds herself again as he paints the love she craves but cannot touch. two blue souls searching for something in each other that they can't seem to reach.

After a tragedy struck her family, Indigo James needed to find her sun again. She needed to find her reason for being on this Earth. When a summer escape is offered by her life long best friend, she doesn't hesitate to take it. A girls summer, to help her find herself again. That is, until she meets Harry. Could he be the sun she was looking for? Or is he just another tragedy that was never meant to be?

Her eyes are grey. His are green. This is what happens when grey and green stare deep into each other. (This story contains mature content, including explicit and suggestive language)

1963, London _________________ "You can't go," again, he was giving orders, it seemed, it was the only thing he was ever capable of doing. "You don't own me, Harry," for the first time in forever my voice didn't shake, "You are an arrogant, possessive, guarded and pig-headed aristocrat who can't face the fact that the world is not meant to be ruled by them," I was on the verge of tears, tears of mixed feelings and desperation, "Go back to Mary, go back to your freezing castle, and I'll go with someone who can actually smile and be kind, to laugh and feel." "You can't go" I threw my hand in the air, unable to find the words to send him straight back to hell. "Why, Harold, Why?!? Why, when you kiss me and then go back to her? Why when I let you do it knowing I'll wake up alone?" My voice had shattered, and all left of my initial tsunami of rage, was the teardrop that rolled lonely down my cheek, "Give me one, just one, good reason not to go and I'll stay." "I'll play you my soul."

DISCONTINUED. She knew nothing, when they met. But she soon discovered that everything she believed in was just another made up story. He knew everything, when they met. But eventually he discovered that there was more to know. "What's your benefit?" - "Satisfaction, or let's say profit." WARNING: CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT, VIOLENCE AND MATURE LANGUAGE. READ AT OWN RISKS! Copyright All Rights Reserved © AbiiiStyles The necklace © AbiiiStyles #57 harrystylesfanfiction #64 killer #2 1dfic

Harry Styles isn't my father, he's my stepfather. Well ex-stepfather. My mother married him when I was 18, she was 36 and he was 20. Totally gross right? Little did I know that she was already knocked up when they got married. They were a happy little family while I was living with my ACTUAL father and going to college. Two years later, my mother left Harry for a man even younger then him and took him to the cleaners. She got full custody, child support and spousal support to pay the way of her and her new boy toy while Harry had to give her his house and move into a small apartment. It's been three years since the divorce my mother wants me to come back for her wedding, the wedding Harry paid for. I felt terrible for Harry but I was too ashamed of my own mother to reach out. But now she's left me no choice because he's the only one that can help me. Will he even answer the phone? I haven't talked to him in almost four years, I don't know what state he's in having his son ripped from him or all of his hard earned money taken away. All I know is that I'm at his doorstep and he's about to get the surprise of his life. ______________ ⚠️ Will contain an assload of foul language as well as sexual content. While some names may be real this is an alternative reality based story that is 100% mine.

❝I never thought angels were real, but here you are.❞ Porsche doesn't believe in anything, not even herself. She hates the world, including everyone and everything in it. That was until Harry came along. HARRY A/U © QUEENARRY 2013

There's three things you should know about Harry: 1. When we were in ninth grade his biggest aspiration in life was to start a punk ukulele band. 2. Once I made him a bracelet with plastic beads that didn't have a pattern in the slightest, and he wore it for years until the pink string holding it together couldn't take any more wear and tear. 3. He's been my neighbor for more than half my life, and that hasn't changed now that we're in college. There's three things you should know about me: 1. I'm banned from the putt putt golf course in my hometown... but that's actually Harry's fault. 2. I'm not a fan of math, but I'm good at it, which has turned into a constant battle in my head. 3. I'm not about to fall in love with my best friend. I'm not.

COMPLETED // Updated periodically with post-story drabbles. Priya Rai likes to solve problems through talking. Harry Styles likes to solve problems through... less conventional methods. In short: they don't work well together. Not in the past and certainly not now. But when a former agent with a need for vengeance goes rogue, the two best British intelligent agents are forced to not only confront the mission - but their rocky relationship, or lack thereof. A story about a one night stand gone wrong, betrayal, sacrificing everything for your job, and realizing that all is fair in love and war after all.