"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!

Eileen Mae Montgomery, better known as El has been working for the Gucci special designs team for two years now. It's her dream job, but theres one thing she hates about it. The rude, narcissist celebrities. When she is assigned to work with Harry Styles to brainstorm and create his tour suits for his second world tour as a solo artists she was going to treat it as she would any other job assignment. That is until he asked her and some members of her team to join him on tour. El's was going to treat him the same as any other celebrity, but Harry had other ideas. She styled his clothes, but he didn't care about the clothes she put on him, he was more interested in what would come after the show, when the sequins and fun colors turned into a pile on the floor. EXCERPT: "I like you El." "Stop saying that. Stop saying you like me." He drops his hands, looking to me in confusion. "So you want me to lie?" He asks, smirking at my annoyance. "No I'd rather you keep it to yourself." I take my phone out , my annoyance rising, his smirk growing. "You've got three minutes before I leave, so talk." I tell him. "You're timing our conversations now?" He laughs a bit. "Two and a half minutes." "Okay fine. You don't show any interest in me unless we're..." His voice trails off, and I roll my eyes. "Unless we're sleeping together... yes, and your point?" COMPLETED!

Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

✼ 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.

MATURE CONTENT - Harry and Tash have both been unlucky in love but will the ghosts from their past continue to haunt their future?

Mia and Harry's love story continues in Book Two of the Irresistible series, Irresistible Touch. ___ "Don't you get it? I can't sleep, I can't... what's the point in anything if I can't protect the people I love? What's the point in all the money and fans and any of it if I can't come home to the one person who makes me feel like I can actually do all of this?" Tears brim in my eyes as I watch him pace the room. I never wanted any of this. I didn't want this to happen. It's not fair to any of us but especially to him. "Harry please..." I sigh wishing he would just sit down and relax, just for a moment. "Harry." "No Mia don't you get it? I was... I let this happen and I'll never forgive myself for it." I wish there was more I could do to make him feel better but all I can muster up is the only contact I have been able to maintain. I take his hand in my own and leave a brief kiss on his knuckles, a gesture which makes him stop dead in his tracks. "Well I do, Harry. I forgive you." ___ Hearts will be broken, fun will be had on tour, and unlikely bonds will be made and tethered forever. Highest ratings: #1 FanFictionRomance (Sep 29 2021) #10 FanFictionOneDirection (December 19 2020) #18 onedirectionfanfic (Aug 12 2019) #16 onedirectionfanfiction (Feb 9 2020) Mature Content // Violence // All rights reseved @ccalianese While Harry is a real person this story is pure fiction. Hope you can appreciate and enjoy that. All the love, C.

When a night out with friends is followed by a spontaneous almost-hookup, Emma finds herself in a bit of a situation as she comes to find out that the random guy at the bar is the best man at her sister's wedding.

"Tell me," he whispered lightly stroking my back. "Please don't marry her..." my words barely audible. He pulls me away from his embrace so he could look at me directly in the eyes, "What?" There was another pause before I said the words I've needed to say. "I love you." And with those three words, both our worlds came crashing down. 11/28/17: #270 in fanfiction Thank you for reading I hope you enjoy x. -s © 2024, narrygoals Sage Helene. All rights reserved. This work contains material protected under international and federal copyright laws and treaties. Any authorized reprint or use of this material is prohibited. No part of this work may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage or retrieval system without express written permission from the author.

"And your eyes... irresistible." Starting your life over is hard enough on your own. But what happens when the world is suddenly watching when you become linked with one of the most sought-after and recognizable artists in the world? *** SIDE EFFECTS may include: second-hand embarrassment, spontaneous tears, and an even deeper love for the boy who inspires it all, Harry Edward Styles. Highest Ranking: #21 Fanfiction (May 04 2018) #1 OneDirectionFanFiction (Mar 19, 2020) #1 FanFicRomance (March 3 2019) #1 HarryEdwardStyles (March 28 2019) #6 OneDirection (July 14 2019) #36 Harry (April 3 2020) ***PRIVATE chapters. Follow me to read them. ***MATURE content... Yep, the fun stuff.

"She's compromising her own personal beliefs and morals, putting her heart on the line just because he asked her to. She feels slightly sick at her stomach when she thinks about it, so she takes a page from his book and tries not to. But trying not to think of Harry Styles is like trying not to breathe." -- Set in Los Angeles, Harry Styles and Eleanor Baker are the hottest couple in the Hollywood social scene, and their wedding is fast approaching Event of the Year status. Eleanor, headstrong and domineering, is not just planning her wedding, she's choreographing it - and Harry seems to simply be along for the ride, as is Eleanor's assistant Olivia, who after accepting the job, wonders if slavery somehow became legal without her realizing it. A Lolita wedding planner, a flakey assistant, and one bridezilla converge together to bring Olivia and Harry closer - and Harry begins to wonder... is this really all that's left for him? A ring and a promise of forever with Eleanor, or does he dare to dream of something more?