in which Harry is stuck babysitting the infamous brat.

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 ©

a grown man with unholy desires + a young girl just looking for a summer job = a tumultuous relationship filled with long nights, badly-kept secrets, and lots of clichés harry styles mature [daddy!kink and age difference]

Ava Greyson. Your everyday, average individual whose only goal right now is to survive the rest of college. Being the most organised student you could ever meet, meant that she was prepared for just about anything. But what she doesn't know is what's about to come her way, when she gets kidnapped by a strange man with strange feelings. Being the innocent virgin she is, Ava doesn't know how to react when he takes a certain interest to her... (Daddy lrh bc why not) Completed

Maybe she shouldn't have opened her door in the middle of the night. 24/06/19 #3 in fanfiction 24/06/19 #3 in romance

"I am the hero of this story. I don't need to be saved." Layla Scott is on the run. She changes her name, chops off her long locks, and takes out all the money in her savings account to move across the world. Layla is doing whatever it takes to start over and she intends to never be found. But, a pesky neighbor proves that flying under the radar is harder than she had hoped. Harry Styles is trying to stay afloat. He works constantly to pay off debts and support his family, but finds himself instantly intrigued by the recluse that moves in next door during the dead of night. He makes it his personal mission to uncover the secrets Layla is hiding and undo the damage that has been done; even if she is determined to push him away. But, they'll both learn that sometimes, you have to save yourself. WARNING: Sexual, violent, and abusive content. Also subject to cuteness overload and feels.

••complete 2014•• harry has a homophobic dad, but he still loves louis

••complete 2016•• harry has an abusive boyfriend and louis moves next door

"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."

"Please, please!" My hoarse voice broke as I cried out. "Oh darling, the worst is yet to come." Don't walk home alone, they said. Something bad is bound to happen, they said. But they were all so, so wrong. I never walked home alone, because he was always following me. Something bad didn't happen, something far, far worse did. Being kidnapped is one of the most terrifying experiences ever, but being kidnapped, help at gun point, used, abused, beaten and lied to by the leader of one of London's biggest gangs, Harry Styles, a killer, is a fear far greater than any I have ever known.