I didn't plan on falling in love with Harry Styles. I planned on surviving. Behind a bar, my life makes sense. Drinks in, drinks out. Keep moving. Don't get too close to anyone who might leave. Harry ruins that system the moment he walks in. He's patient in a way that's dangerous. Gentle in a way that makes it hard to keep my distance. He doesn't try to fix me, doesn't ask me to explain the parts of my life I'd rather keep buried. He just... stays. What starts as late-night conversations and quiet companionship slowly becomes something neither of us expected. Something steady. Something terrifying. Something that might actually be love. And when you've spent your entire life learning how to do everything alone, letting someone stay might be the hardest thing of all.

I didn't plan on falling in love with Harry Styles. Now I have to figure out how to build a life with him. Turns out, "happily ever after" isn't a destination. It's a choice we make every single day. The fairytale ended the moment we said, "I do." Real life began the morning after. There are still sold-out stadiums, flashing cameras, and headlines waiting for us. There are still scars that ache, fears that linger, and days when loving each other feels easier than loving ourselves. But there are quiet mornings, too. Inside jokes. Sunday coffee. New dreams. A home we've built together. We fought so hard to find each other. Now we have to learn how to grow together. Because falling in love was only the beginning. Everything else happens Beyond the Bar.

A small town love story ♡

"In this world it's just us, you know it's not the same as it was." * * * She's a silky Honey grieving the loss of her dead girlfriend Sydney, whilst raising her two year old twin siblings Arlo, and Tobias, and her beloved snorting, (albeit, slightly gassy) white English Bulldog, Piggy at the age of twenty-two. All she has is their Aunt Jenny to lean on, until Harry comes along and makes her see she doesn't have to do things on her own. Arlo's talkative, wants to see everything the world has to offer kind of girl. Toby's quiet, non-verbal by choice, only using sign language to communicate with his siblings and Aunt. Holland's not good with change, hence the last two years have been hard. Letting in another person scares her for the possibility to lose him when she starts to want him around all the time. When the two become inseparable best friends, they never try to fix each other, only be there to pick up the phone when one wants to snort cocaine to fill a void, and the other wants to get drunk or cry herself to sleep. Even when Harry leaves for tour, they find ways to be there for each other, even if it means going to greater extents to be there with each other. Holland can only sleep when she's next to Harry knowing he'll be there if she wakes up, and Harry's wondering how long he can stay in this bubble they have. He thinks of where his home is, and he looks at her every time. In every sold out show, sticking his tongue out -when he like a magnet- finds her, and in every kitchen where he knows she's dancing. He's fallen in love with her, he knows he shouldn't, it burns because she's not even into guy's. But what happens when Holland realizes she's faced all of her fears with him? Not just crowds, but falling hopelessly in love with someone that's not Sydney, a woman. It's Harry, a man. Only to find out she may be too late. A poet and a singer, Novelists would say this is a perfect story.

'Stay out of trouble, angel.' When the bar Maud works at is suddenly sold, she's told not to worry. New owner, same job - nothing will change. Except everything does. Because the new owner isn't just a person, it's a motorcycle club, Rapture MC. And at the center, unforgiving and merciless, stands Harry Styles. The kind of man who doesn't ask but only takes. Maud knows she should stay far away from him, but the bar becomes his territory. And Maud? She's suddenly right in the middle of it. WARNING 18+ ONLY: this fic contains mature themes and content. Reader discretion is advised. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @butterflytattoo

"You're gonna ruin my life" 🤍she fell first, he falls harder au🤍

Smutty and fluffy shorts and one shots of random female characters and Harry Styles. Asterisks in chapter titles mean smut! Send me suggestions that you want to read, please! I run out of ideas after a while. All shorts and one shots are left open-ended for continuation upon request.

❝Been dreaming about me again, Indigo?❞ ••• [H.S.] - enemies to lovers

Some customers change your day. Some change your life. ------------------- "Before you... I knew exactly who I was." "And after me?" "After you, everything changed." -------------------- Irl story

Welcome to a book of harry imagines!! I've had this idea for a few days and I finally decided to post it. Enjoy!!!