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.

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.

y/n needed a job, but this place is strange and the owner is even stranger ______ this is one of my series from my tumblr moonchildstyles.tumblr.com thank u sm for reading!!

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

Elise and Harry only just met, in the Whole Foods produce section. She'd come up behind him, she just needed to grab the banana right quick. She must have startled him. He'd jumped a little and his head had turned. Elise was struck By him being Harry Styles. She loved him! She mIght have had more time to think about it, except the hand he'd been bringing up wasn't to take the best bunch of bananas, but was instead to catch the sneeze. The one that was all over her face. "Oh god!" She shrieks! "Oh no!" He looks aghast. She was already telling him it was ok, but instead he was telling her it wasn't. And that was how she found herself spending two weeks with a Coronavirus exposed Harry Styles in his huge London house. Quarantine sounds like fun, until you are locked up with a stranger, who you might have already been a little I love with.

Harry has a bad reputation that precedes him, Y/N just wants to get good grades and stay out of trouble. Somehow they end up sharing a flat. #1 in tumblr (from March 1, 2021)

"You return like autumn, and I fall every time."

elena and harry's story continues in the sequel to sugar baby; baby honey.