Harry Styles. 24 years old. CEO. Self made millionaire. He's New York's most eligible bachelor. Every man and women within 100 miles knows his name. But no one recalled knows Harry. Norah Wilson. 22 years old. Fashion intern. Self proclaimed mess. She moved from a small town in North Carolina to pursue her dreams in the fashion world. After graduating from NYU, she gets an internship at Vogue. Now she's trying to establish herself. Two worlds are going to collide, and these two people are not ready for it. ALL RIGHTS GO TO xcalliex FOR THIS STORY, AS SHE IS THE ORIGINAL AUTHOR ***** Please read the note before the first chapter *****

✼ In Malibu, California in 1965, a surfer and world-famous aerialist undergoes a chain of comedic and not-so-comedic mishaps that force him to re-evaluate who he is. ✼ Most impressive rankings // #2 in Conflict and #62 in Comedy! ✼ Voted #1 in the 2019 VA Awards for both Alternate Universe and Fan Favorite! ✼ Please read with discretion.

18+ / Very Mature "Please, this is like cliche-central. With a kinky twist." ††† I step under the hot stream of water, soaking my hair, and take a deep breathe. I try and clear my mind, focusing on the way the water feels hitting my body. I turn around, opening my eyes, only to shout out a curse and stumble back. Emma is directly in front of me, taking off her tank top, eyes glued to my body. I hadn't shut the curtains, thinking no one would be in here, and I didn't know if I was happy or mad I did that. I stood there speechless as her small hands grasped the bottom of her sports bra. I inhaled sharply when she pulled it up and over her head, exposing her breasts. They jiggled slightly as she tossed her clothes to the side, and I found my heart rate quickening at an alarming rate. "W-what are you doing?" I breathe out as she pulls her leggings down her body, leaving her in just a thong. "Showering." Emma tells me as if it's obvious.

[COMPLETED] "Why do you always stare at me?" "B-Because You're B-Beau-tiful." Violet was the shy girl Harry loved to draw. Harry was the stuttering boy Violet fell in love with. © londonstars

Jeon Jungkook, international kpop royalty, is, despite what his fans might think, actually pretty active on social media. Just not on his official account, and instead on his secret second account, dedicated to anime, gaming and other personal favorite artists. While scrolling through his artist tag on Twitter, Jungkook starts to interact with one "taesjk", who's admin is, as Jungkook soon finds out, the single most attractive person he has ever laid eyes upon. He's in trouble. So much trouble. Save his poor bisexual heart.

[Completed, but in desperate need of editing] " A guy and a girl can be just friends, but at one point or another, they will fall for each other…Maybe temporarily, maybe at the wrong time, maybe too late, or maybe forever. " This is a story of a boy and a girl, Harry Styles and Azalea Longman, a boy band member and a student in literature. This is the story of how their paths crossed for the first time, how they fell for one another and how they dealt with being from two different worlds. For one of them, falling in love happened slowly, for the other, it was all at once, but they had one thing in common: they both knew that there was more to life than the beds that they shared, but they would rather fall asleep together than to find out.

Everything has finally become too much for Louis to handle. The lies, fake relationships and fake smiles. The fans were right. They had always been right. Louis loves Harry but isn't allowed to have him. He's had enough and no longer wants to live this fake life. "You were right... All of you have always been right. Every look, every subtle touch... You were right." As he signs onto a live video chat for the last time and tells the world what they already knew, will it be enough to make Harry realize the true meaning behind Louis' words? "So in the next... 27 minutes I want to tell you the truth. Every last bit of it... But 27 minutes is all the time left before I say goodbye." --------- This book is originally written by Happinessintime, an amazing writer who's account disappeared a long time ago along with this amazing story.

Haley Morris is just a normal girl. One night she's stuck locking up the club. She opened the door and BAM! The next thing you know there is someone lying on the ground. He begins getting up and she recognizes who she just hit. "Hey are you-" Copyrights ©_AyeeKristinith_

Louis, to his horror, attends an elitist university in which the name Zayn Malik means something, Niall Horan doesn't stop talking, there are pianos everywhere, and Harry Styles, only son of a drug-addled, clinically insane ex-rocker, has a perfect smile and empty eyes. WARNING: all rights go to velvetoscar on ao3 Cover made by: whatkooloser