Second book of the 'When We Were Younger...' series. {Off The Wall - Thriller Era}

"Don't you think it was fate that we met?" I say as i run my hands through Cora's hair softly. Our eyes on the golden light as it twinkles back at us in the sunlight. Cora laughs a little under her breath before she turns her head to face me, her face doing the same as we lock eyes. "What do you mean?" She murmurs with a cheesy smile already knowing what i meant but just wanting me to say it out loud. I let out a deep breath as a smile appears on his lips, she knows what shes doing, but that doesn't stop me. "After everything we have been through, I think that was just our way of getting to eachother" i smiles as i lean in kissing Cora's forehead. "We are the art of fate, baby" A story of two people, who couldn't fight the fate. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @WATAMELONSUGAHI 1# HARRYSTYLESFANFIC 2# in Harrystyles 1# in softharry 2&3# in softharrystyles

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8. Dance was Phoebe's one true love. More than frozen grapes. More than lavender. More than the mountains in Tacoma. More than me. In which, Phoebe Mitchell, aspiring ballerina and part-time gas station clerk, meets Harry Styles, vet tech and all-around sweetheart. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8. **Warning: contains mature content**

Harry Styles and Blake McCoy met when they were young-two wandering souls who didn't know they were about to find home in each other. What started as fleeting glances and shy smiles turned into years of laughter, love, and growing up side by side. But somewhere between the photographs they took of each other-between the blurry, unfocused shots of their early days and the crystal-clear snapshots of their best moments-life began to pull them apart. Now 31, Harry is left with nothing but an old camera filled with memories he can't quite let go of. Each photo holds a piece of their story: the first night they met, the inside jokes, the fights, the quiet mornings, and the moments when it felt like nothing could ever come between them. But the clearest pictures are also the hardest to look at, reminders of how something so certain slowly faded away. Told through a series of poignant flashbacks triggered by each photograph, Aperture is a bittersweet, angsty romance about love that grows, changes, and sometimes slips through your fingers. It's about the beauty of moments captured, the ache of drifting apart, and the question we all ask ourselves-can a love that feels like home ever truly be lost?

(Completed.) Seeing Harry on stage is always an overwhelming experience. He becomes a new person, like he lives just to be in front of thousands people. On stage he is Harry Styles: he runs, dances, says his stupid knock knock jokes and plays with the crowd in a way that I don't understand. I would shit in my pants or throw up in his place. Harry, on stage, shines -------------- Best friends since they were kids, Harry and Noelle have always shared everything in life, even when he left for X factor it seemed that nothing could break their bond. Until she finds herself in love with him, but he doesn't seem to love her back. Two years after she confessed her feelings, Noelle and Harry are back in town but many things have changed. What will happen? Mature content Start: 26/02/2020 Compleated: 28/07/2020

"It is not light that we need, but fire; it is not the gentle shower, but thunder. We need the storm, the whirlwind, and the earthquake. - Frederick Douglass" To me he was that storm but do birds really sing after a storm?

It's been 5 Years Since the last time they saw each other, and nothing was the same. Harry is one of the most famous singers in the world's most beloved boy band. Leslie was a rising model making her way as an ambassador for multiple agencies as she expanded her artistic talents. They say time can heal all wounds and an unexpected reunion between the exes tests this theory to its maximum limits. Things aren't the same as they were and the last thing either of them predict is to be falling again. (Note: This story has no definite timeline.)

Remember when we went on tour together and fell in love, and then we wrote a song about it. Thats the life of a popstar. "And I'm well aware I write too many songs about you And the coffee's out At the Beachwood Café And it kills me 'cause I know we've run out of things we can say." *FINISHED*

Does it ever drive you crazy... Just how fast the Night Changes? /// MAJOR EDITING! SORRY FOR ANY MISUNDERSTANDINGS! .xx

[✓] ∥ "What do you fear most?" At my childish question, she smiles and looks down. In all honesty, I thought we were going to have to stay there all night, that she wouldn't find an answer until the sun comes out. But to my surprise, she looks back up at me within seconds, the smile I fell in love with no longer adorning her face. "Myself." **Warning: contains strong language, drug use and inexplicit sexual content. Copyright © 2014-2016 by funkystyles