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  • Porcelain | h.s
    9.4K 332 25

    Harry's her patient. Octavia's his nurse. They both have a little secret. Their love is like porcelain - delicate, flawless, and beautiful.

  • The Misfit Boy
    114K 6.4K 11

    [Harry Styles AU] "Adeline. . . Who are you talking to, sweetheart?" The mother nervously gripped her apron as she watched her daughter speak to no one in particular. "Mommy, I made a new friend! He says people call him misfit, but only I can call him Harry." • All the red flags she ignored. Moving into a new town, bu...

  • Facade [h.s]
    879K 36.7K 53

    Raine never liked overconfident people, and Harry never liked judgemental ones. But when everything around them isn't what it seems to be, all they need is each other to make it out alive. • • • "Keep your eyes open thunderstorm, because everyone here has their own agenda and you might be interested in some of the...

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  • American Saint (H.S)
    15.9K 708 11

    Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears. If you look far into the unconscious realm--you are looking back into the face of evil.

  • Asylum (H.S) *EDITING*
    166K 1.9K 21

    Blue lightening cracks across the dark night sky, illuminating the hospital hallways. A deep rumble of thunder shakes the earth below, the strong force seems to be shaking the old walls of the creaky and rusting hospital. I walk silently down the quiet hallways, leaky pipes dripping water being heard around the hall...

  • Harry in Greendale//h.s au
    14.6K 675 9

    It was quite absurd how one small, insignificant person could waltz into one's life with a seemingly innocent facade; their dark almond eyes full of innocence yet to be found, and an uninviting frown yearning to be turned upside down; but this one person: a regular looking woman with a heart the colour of the night sk...

  • Artwork [h.s]
    13.4M 417K 78

    "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...

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