She was the girl - vintage fur coat, gold sunglasses, a drink in one hand and destruction in the other. Inez Monroe doesn't chase fame. She was born into it. French model, tabloid obsession, and the kind of party girl who dances barefoot on yachts and never texts back. She's chaos in red lipstick - and Harry notices her the second she walks into that New York afterparty. She leaves before he can speak to her. But when he sees her again - glitter-smeared, high, laughing with someone who doesn't deserve her - he steps in. He doesn't know it yet, but that night will change everything. Before the solo music. Before the headlines. Before the heartbreak. She becomes his muse. He becomes her escape. What starts as desire spirals into something deeper, darker, and far more dangerous to feel. Love - in hotel rooms, in lyrics, in late-night corner shops and quiet journal pages - until the world pulls them apart. Years later, he's the biggest name in music. And she's the one girl he never forgot.

Then We Don't What if the person you let go was the only one who ever truly saw you? When Katie returns to her hometown after years away, she isn't looking for closure, just space to breathe. But the past doesn't stay buried in Holmes Chapel, especially not when Harry is still there. Once her best friend, first love and now a stranger with familiar eyes. As memories resurface and old feelings spark, Katie must choose: stay hidden in the life she built, or risk everything for the one she left behind. A story about timing, almosts, and the people we never really forget. "It's not the memory I ache for. It's the boy who used to look at me like I was the whole song." "If she could change the story- He could change the soundtrack." Highest rankings ⭐️ 2 in #firstlove ⭐️ 1 in #harrystyles 😭

Harry thought it was just one weekend. Near Barcelona. A stolen shirt. A girl he couldn't quiet forget. Months later, he walks into lunch with his girlfriend Romi-only to find her new assistant is Alice. The same girl. What follows is a slow unraveling of boundaries, secrets, and everything they tried to leave behind. Because when the past shows up holding your coffee and a schedule for your day, pretending nothing happened... What do you do?

It was just a contract. A few months in Italy. A kitchen to myself. A moody client who was never around. Except he was. Barefoot, distant, too polite. And I was-unfortunately-already starting to care. He didn't ask for company. I didn't ask for complications. But somewhere between shared breakfasts and late-night apologies, something shifted. And now I'm trying not to feel everything all at once-for a man who won't even call me his, not out loud. They said don't fall for your boss. They didn't warn me what to do when he starts falling back.

When Lou accidentally loses her nephew's toy whale, she doesn't expect Harry Styles to show up at her door to return it - or to slowly become part of her everyday chaos. What begins with mismatched furniture and late-night sushi turns into something deeper, quieter, and harder to define. In a story of almosts, pauses, and unexpected closeness, Closer Than Skin explores the quiet intimacy of a slow-burn connection - one that finds its rhythm not in grand gestures, but in small moments that linger. --- Short Story inspired from 'The Park' of the Side Quest One Shot Collection. It's a soft story, hope you like it !

Elle's life was mapped out-law school, bar results, a brillant boyfriend in the same field, and a future in a courtroom. But a chance encounter in a smoky jazz bar with a certain pop star turns everything upside down. Pulled into the world of music, songwriting, and fame, Elle finds herself between who she's expected to be and who she might become. ---- Author's Note: This story takes its time. It's a story about finding your voice before falling in love. It's about music, friendship, letting go of expectations, and figuring yourself out. If you're here for the journey, not just the romance-you're in the right place.

(completed) Lily thought she was just tagging along for a quiet summer at a borrowed villa-editing Gemma's book, swimming in silence, sipping wine under the sun. Then there was Harry. Sun-warmed skin, slow smiles, and a kiss that tasted like peach juice and too much possibility. They weren't supposed to fall. But some things ripen fast under the right heat. "You taste like peach," she whispered. He smirked. "You taste like summer." -- I've created 10 chapters following my initial final chapter! Hope you enjoy them!

After a chance meeting in Paris, two strangers bound by grief find something unexpected in each other-quiet understanding, and the beginning of something like healing. But love forged in the dark isn't always easy, especially when fame, silence, and old wounds get in the way. A story of loneliness, longing, and the quiet kind of love that asks you to stay. --- This story contains themes of grief, depression. Reader discretion is advised. I have a lot of times these days and found stuff i've never published, so i'm trying to post them!

They weren't supposed to be anything. Just two grown-ups, a little chemistry, and a lot of mutual understanding: keep it casual. No strings, no drama. But when a surprise pregnancy turns their perfectly easy arrangement into something impossibly complicated, Nina and Harry are forced to figure out what it means to raise a baby together - without losing their sanity... or their hearts. It's not a love story. At least, it wasn't meant to be. ---- I've completed the story but I will publish 2 chapters a day only :)

She spilled her coffee, her almond croissant, and possibly her dignity-right onto Harry Styles. Emma's a French translator with zero chill, a tragic relationship with her inbox, and a talent for falling over her own feet. Harry's supposed to be focusing on his next album, not getting tangled up with the hilarious, chaotic girl who crashes into his life-literally. This is not a muse story. She's not his inspiration-she's just herself. But that might be the whole point. One almond croissant, one girl, one quietly ridiculous love story.