This is by H28 on onedirectionfanfiction.com it's wonderful and I hope you like it as much as me. Recommended for 17+

Mature/18+ Trigger Warnings included All her life, Ivy Malone has known what her family was. She grew up in the deep, unforgiving world of the mob. Ivy hates her position in life, knowing that her life was never fully hers. Harry Styles was cold. He trusted almost no one, especially his family. He had learned quickly that everyone was waiting for him to fail... to fall. An empire built by his father from the blood and bones of those who stepped in his way was all he had, no matter how much he hated it. He had no choice but to carry on the legacy. And marrying Malone's daughter was the next step in fortifying their defense. With new rivals making a move for power and a mysterious figure haunting the crime families of Queenstown, Ivy and Harry have to learn to live together. A bad start leads them down a tumultuous, passionate, and downright dangerous path, but maybe they were exactly what the other needed to live the life they always craved.

"nice vent, but wrong number" She got cheated on and, even though she had already deleted her ex's number from her phone, she still had something to say. The problem was that she missed a number, and then, she met Harry. 2018, Harry Styles Fan Fiction

When Simon Cowell realizes that Harry Styles is only seen by the world as a playboy, he makes an arrangement with the managers of Ryder Tyler, a rising star in the modeling world who happens to hate Harry, the stuck up little pop star who brings a different girl home every night. If Ryder is around Harry enough, will true feelings be exposed, or will the hatred continue to flow? (Based in 2014 when Harry first started growing his hair and before Zayn leaves!)

In which a quiet girl trying to get through her last year of high school by avoiding all conflict in her school and sitting in the back. She didn't expect a new math teacher who also became her new volleyball coach which made her plans to have a chill last year into chaos. #1 in Fanfiction

For the last four years, Sophie has been a loyal assistant to the famous Harry Styles. The relationship is strictly professional, up until they are forced to share a hotel room on tour and Sophie wakes up in Harry's arms. #1 in #love 23/4/23 #1 in #fanfiction 12/4/23 #1 in #harrystyles 25/1/21 #1 in #onedirection 1/11/20 #1 in #niallhoran 9/10/20 #1 in #liampayne 30/10/20 #1 in #louistomlinson 19/12/20 #1 in #harryedwardstyles 31/10/20 #1 in #concert 22/11/20

#1 in harrystyles (19/09/2018) #1 in firststory (25/09/2018) ME & YOU BOOK 2 IS POSTPONED UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE Are you okay?" I ask him as we're both looking into each other's eyes with no movement. "Is something wrong?" "I'm fine I'm just a little..." He begins to say. "Nervous?" I interrupt him. "Yeah." "Wow, Harry Styles is nervous, in a bed with a woman, that's clearly never happened before. I say teasingly. He glares at me. "It's the first time it's ever going to mean something, so yeah I'm a little nervous."

Three weeks in Europe. Two heartbroken strangers. One whirlwind romance.

Cuando Martín vuelve, Alma tiene el corazón roto y su reencuentro hará temblar los cimientos sobre los que han construido sus vidas. *** Alma de Luna trabaja como recepcionista en Caelum. Sin embargo, pasarse todo el día aguantando a los turistas que llegan a él no entraba en sus planes de recorrer el mundo. Mientras intenta aparentar que no le afecta que su amigo con derechos haya estado con más chicas, una persona de su pasado vuelve a aparecer: su primer amor. Martín Bertrand regresa a su ciudad natal después de cinco años. Desde que tuvo que mudarse a Lyon por el trabajo de su padre, poco a poco, fue perdiendo el contacto con la gente que dejó allí. Una noche vuelven a encontrarse, pero ya no son los mismos de hace cinco años.

"You have an edge on him." "Which is what?" "Her." Renny needed a job to makeup up for the loss of hers. Somehow a bartender job ended up as a waitress for an undercover, illegal casino. Harry Styles hated the attention she took away from the gamblers doing what they were supposed to do in his casino, gamble. But he hated the way they looked at her even more. She wasn't his, but she sure as hell would never be theirs.