And although she thought she didn't deserve to be loved, the devilish boy with a knack for night clubs, rum cherry coke, and an insufferable addiction to his little Angel made the possibility so bright it was hard to ignore. - - - - - still updating and unedited.

"I've loved you for years, the day I left for New York I wanted to ask you to come but-" "I WOULD HAVE SAID YES!" She screamed "I would have said yes Harry but you didn't ask"

When two celebrities with their darkest secrets meet, what's the worst that could possibly happen? - My eyes landed on his hand in front of me before looking up to meet with a pair of gorgeous emerald green eyes. "You must be the girl who went viral with your first music video. Stella Lancaster, am I right?" A dimple showing on his face as his smile lit up for me. He waited until I finally blinked in realisation that this encounter was actually happening. "Y-yeah. That's me." I nervously smiled back while shaking my hand with his gently. "I'm Harry. Harry Styles." he eyed me while smirking. I nodded at his already awfully familiar name in the first place. His eyes suddenly turned a shade darker and I noticed his aura changed. He squeezed my hand before leaning in, my breath halted as he did so. "Care to explain why you got my face on your shirt, darling?" he whispered ever so seductively into my right ear. Bloody hell. - Warning : Strong language/violence/mature Started : 14th of January 2020 Finished: 31st of March 2021 HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in harrystylesfanfiction #2 in adoreyou #2 in 2020 #3 in songs

My friendship for Harry is laying on green grass on a hazy summer afternoon, hot chocolate in winter and swing sets at the park... But my love for Harry is poetry written by hand in leather journals, dried flowers pressed into novels and open button up shirts that expose my black swimmer tops. I realised something; his pinkie wrapped in mine is a feeling I've never realised I crave so badly. Perhaps because I couldn't have it. Not until now. **** With growing up comes change and for Tilly and Harry - change was their detriment. *this story contains mature and explicit content* * COMPLETED* Highest Achievements: #1 in one #1 in onedirection #1 in hs1 #1 in secretlove #1 in harrystyles #1 in films #1 in onedirectionasthemselves

Where a one night stand with a famous singer turns into a bundle of joy and an eighteen year commitment

━━ 𝗔 𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗬 𝗦𝗧𝗬𝗟𝗘𝗦 𝗙𝗔𝗡𝗙𝗜𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 Cause she is fire. The hottest, deadliest kind of fire. Not my story! ©planetblue faceclaim; corinna kopf

With talks of One Direction getting back together Harry is a very busy man and he's struggling to keep his career and his marriage separate. He's the talk of the world at the moment and Tana is finding it hard to adjust to a new life especially with baby number 2 on the way. Will Tana's and Harry's marriage be able to survive all the chaos of living in the spotlight and will another baby on the way bring them closer or drive them further apart? "I want to make a name for myself. I don't just want to be recognised as 'Harry Style's wife'." This is the SEQUEL to my first book "Unexpected" so please go read that first before you start this one! Warnings of mature content! **** COMPLETED

COMPLETE // Harry Styles and Maya Rajput were meant to be forever. They were supposedly in love. Or at least, she was. He wasn't. Not anymore, since he's decided to break up with her mere weeks before he goes on tour again. And as if things can't get any worse, they're stuck together in a house full of haunting memories while the world goes through an unprecedented pandemic - forced to deal with the pieces of their broken relationship. But maybe being stuck together is exactly what they need to fall back in love all over again. Or maybe, this is the beginning of the end.

COMPLETED // Updated periodically with post-story drabbles. WARNING: This story will contain a brief singular mention of physical abuse, ptsd, heavy alcohol consumption, blackmail, smut, and the death of a parent. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Harry Styles is 26 and wants more than anything to be left alone to get over his broken heart. Ishika Arora is 22, Bollywood's sweetheart, and has quite the reputation. She's lived her entire life at the whim of her father's wrath. One drunken mistake and one forced decision brings these two together - 6 months of manufactured chemistry in India, England, and the US to prove they're the real deal. A fake dating OU about media perception, what sacrifices it takes to be a star, family (or the lack thereof), and a boy who takes care of a girl like nobody else ever has.

None of these belong to me unless I say they do. These are just some of my favorite smuts and imagines.