[ COMPLETED ] Neither of them knew one night could change everything. ✼ ✼ ✼ For mature audiences only. Story contains sexual content and vulgar language so read at your own risk! COPYRIGHT © 2015, stylescloud All rights reserved, please don't copy and/or steal my story!

What do you do if you're forced to go to college and share a dorm with someone? Doesn't sound bad? Well, try hiding wings on top of it!

It wasn't suppose to happen like this. She was nerdy. Small nerdy little Emma. Always being picked on by people bigger than her. People like Harry for example. But her biggest problem, Zayn Malik. The bad boy. Always smoking drinking, partying. Nothing like little Emma. But Emma was head over heels for him while he could hardly stand the sight of her. The Party. That's where everything went wrong. Little Emma wasn't there of course, but Zayn was and after drinking heavily he joined a Truth or Dare game. His dare. To get with the nerdiest girl in school. Emma. Not only was he dared but he was tripple dog dared. Even after waking up from his monstrous hangover nobody, would let it slide. Emma is confused. Why is Zayn being so nice all of a sudden? What does he want? Emma tries not to think about that while he talks sweetly to her face and calls her horrible things behind her back. Zayn is playing up the dare and making it become something more. But Emma has a fire in her that Zayn didn't suspect. She make's him see things from her point of view. To Zayn's surprise he actually starts to fall for her. Something about the quiet way she get's disappointed or the anger that flares up in her when they fight. But what happens when she finds out about the dare. Could she ever forgive him? It was just a dare. A tripple dog dare. Zany Malik Fanfic #1 Triple Dog Dare #2 Never Have I Ever Spinoff: What If

"Harry, I'm going to catch that damn bouquet." The curls in his hair bounced as he turned my way. A dimple formed on his cheek while he smirked. That slight, mischievous twinkle shined through in his green eyes. "I'm going to catch that bouquet and I'm going to marry the man of my dreams." He chuckled. "You might need a boyfriend first love." Just hearing him say boyfriend made my stomach do flip flops and the beat of my heart become irregular. "Oh I'll get a boyfriend. I just gotta catch that bouquet. Watch me Styles." I caught the bouquet, but when I turned around to look for Harry at the table I found his arm slung around his girlfriend and their lips attached in feverish passion. All of my excitement faded away. -x- She was hopelessly in love with her best friend who just so happened to have the sweetest girlfriend. Harry Styles Fanfic

Harry and Zayn are both on the soccer team at Duke University; but just because they're both the star players, amazing forwards, and in the same grade, doesn't mean they actually get along. It's quite the opposite in fact. To put it simply; they hate each other. But love and hate are two sides of the same coin right? [zarry au] 543 comments

"So what do we do?" "We can work something out. There's just one problem... We can't let your brother find out." ❁ Available now to order! Link in bio!

I held my breath as I hit send. My heart was pounding in my chest and my hands were slightly shaking. 'wow you are hella cute' she replied after a solid 30 seconds of silence. I let out the breath I was holding in relief. She thinks he's cute, good. I saved a few more pictures of the random guy I had found under my twitter followers, making sure to follow him back in case I needed more of his pictures later. I then hit the back button and went back onto my profile. My eyes landed on my own picture and I froze. I, Harry Styles, just catfished someone... I'm a fucking catfish. credit for the cover goes to @sugarbabeniall thanks boo #13 in catfish 5/17/18

"Um...call me Harrie." *1st place in The Bromance Awards: Season Two *Highest ranking as of 12/02/17: #345 in Fanfiction ©2016 Prisonerwithavision

His name is Zayn Malik, but sometimes he likes to be called Veronica. Veronica is just a man who really likes wearing skirts to work. Harry Styles is the cocky millionaire who honestly thinks he could only ever be attracted to pretty women in women's clothing. That is, until he meets Zayn and slowly realizes he actually doesn't know a thing about himself at all. "Hello Mr. Styles. What can I do for you today?" "I'm sorry... Are you confused?" "Aren't you Mr. Harry Styles?" "Yes I am." "Then no, I'm not confused." Warnings: ⊙ Some language ⊙ Eventual sexual scenes ⊙ Death tw 15k+ comments ***** Esta historia fue traducida al español. Mira la primera de mis listas de lecturas.

"Sierra, you go with Harry Styles." I raised up my head at the words, giving my teacher an incredulous glance. "Do I really have to?" Was the only thing I managed to say. The teacher gave me an annoyed look. "Did you not understand? You go with Harry Styles." I turned my head to look at him. At the mention of his name he glanced up, and if his green eyes hadn't frozen me in place already, the unimpressed look he gave me would've done it right away. [BOOK ONE] [BOOK TWO - AQUARELLE] Started: Feb 2018 Completed: April 2019 18/01/19 #1 in fanfiction 28/09/18 #1 in harrystyles 06/10/18 #1 in harry • THE FICTION AWARDS WINNER 2019 - BEST FANFICTION •