Harry styles dirty imagines

Very mature Harry styles imagines, not recommended for young readers :)

Stories the Butterfly Told Me

COMPLETED I held it in my hands close to my heart - that's how I heard it you know - the butterfly. It told me all of its stories; big as small, beautiful as unpleasant, crucial as insignificant. There were stories of hatred and love, winter and summer, boys and girls - all different kind of accounts from all over the...

the woodstock festival - h.s.

☮ It was the unforgettable summer of 69' during the Woodstock Festival, where the legendary tune of Jimi Hendrix' Purple Haze floated into the misty morning air. It was in between camp tents and small fires in the late night, where love was equal and peace was everything. Where the air was thick with the scent o...

the journal - h.s.

"You do realize a journal is an extremely personal thing right?" His voice was raspy, low and threatening, making me take a step back in panic as he continued, "so my only question is why the fuck are you standing with mine?" - first book - - instagram acc: @thejournalofficial - - for extra material: ari...

drawn - h.s.

⌲ With each stroke he came closer. With each movement they became more connected. With each soft touch he came to life under her. He was so close, but still a hundred miles away. If only she could erase him from her mind as easily as from the paper. All Rights Reserved...

PAPARAZZI - h.s.

"No. No you don't understand. This guy is worse. He's not like your usual pain-in-the-fucking-arse pap. This guy. This guy is a fucking creep." a psychological harry styles au story. All Rights Reserved 2013 © arietem

Grease - h.s.

It was one of the hottest summers in man's history that year, and that was the summer I was properly introduced to Rock'n'Roll, fearless dancing ways, and a boy in a black leather jacket always with a smoke behind his ear. That was the most unforgettable summer of '63 where I spent the time with my family at The Kelle...