You pace a lot when your world is slowly falling apart. You are always waiting for something, your mind is always turning, and nothing can distract you from the incoming news that might shatter your world as you know it.

"less than lovers, more than friends." in which harry and jonesy are best friends who date everyone but each other.

He commanded the room the moment he entered it. He walked with a long stride and his shoulders square and all eyes, male or female, were drawn to him. There was no mistaking who he was as he crossed the reception area and entered the office where I was sitting with my boss. My knees trembled as I rose to my feet and extended my hand as Aggie introduced us, "Mr Styles, this is my best designer, Sasha Ginsberg. She will be at your disposal throughout your remodel." He shook my hand with a firm grip and I couldn't decipher the expression on his face as he dragged his eyes up my body. Was it animosity radiating from him, or sexual tension? I wasn't entirely sure I wanted to find out. AU where Harry owns a multibillion dollar corporation.

His eyes could ruin someone with a single look. Her smile could cure the loneliest heart. ☓ All Rights Reserved 2018

Beckett Phillips has had an earth-shattering year. After the sudden death of her best friend Grace, she's still struggling to cope with the loss of her life whilst simultaneously trying to figure out exactly when she should start living out her own. After months of long and trying times, things are finally starting to look up; that is until Harry Styles walks back into town as if nothing had ever happened. As if he hadn't booked a one way ticket out of Afton just days after Grace's funeral, leaving her stranded with no explanation and in a whirlwind of grief all on her own. Yeah, that Harry Styles. The same Harry Styles she swore that if she never had to see again for the rest of her life, she'd be content, but he's back and bringing along with him an abundance of unanswered questions Beckett hadn't realized she'd needed the answers to, until now. A small town AU about heartbreak and loss, learning acceptance, and realizing that maybe the person who broke your heart in the first place could really be the only one to put it back together again. *Trigger warnings: death

Rory Prescott has a history of (really) bad relationships and even worse break-ups. The player? The cheater? The one with the weird foot fetish? She's dated them all. She's jaded, tired of the same old break-up routines and now convinced that her judgement of character was so off the charts that she couldn't even tell the difference between a zebra and a bloody horse. But, it isn't until after Rory finds out her current boyfriend is cheating on her with someone else that she decides that the universe must be sending her some sort of sign: no more guys. So, she listens; until a boy with bright green eyes and a knack for reciting knock-knock jokes walks into her life, that is, and she realizes it's going to take a hell of a lot more than her heated glares and witty low blows to get him to leave her alone. A Harry Styles UNI AU

harry has a strict "no flatmates" policy. no flirting, no kissing, and definitely no hooking up--not after last time. this policy is working well for him, and for a while, he's sure he has everything under control. that is, until alyson shows up. (cover credit to the amazing eriza!!) highest ranking: #7 in harry, #1 in fics, #3 in harrystyles

Harry's always been very sure of himself and yet, he finds himself hitting a plateau. Quarter-life crises are supposed to be easy, right?

Harry reached out and tucked my hair behind my ear. The tender gesture was followed by his soft lips brushing against mine. "You alright, Angel?" I smiled sleepily, his familiar husky voice soothing the residual anxiety from my bad dream. Harry frowned. "Sasha?" "I'm alright." I shuffled closer to him under the duvet. "Do you ever wonder if things have been going too well? I'm scared we are getting too comfortable and -" "Baby, stop waiting for the next bad thing to happen. Everything is perfect." Harry spoke with such authority, as if because he said the words, they would be true. Maybe he truly believed it. But I knew better. Happiness didn't come without sacrifice or heartache and I wasn't waiting for something bad to happen - I was preparing for it because it was inevitable. I could only hope that unlike my nightmares, Harry and I would weather whatever storm blew our way. Sequel to Pure Feeling.

The wolf comes at night, a looming beast with glowing eyes. The howl is unmistakable, a forlorn wail that resounds in the Ozark backwoods for miles, startling those who hear it. The people of the Osage reservation have taken to locking their doors and windows during the full moon, but after the Blood Moon Massacre, the upcoming lunar eclipse leaves the tribe feeling ill at ease. When the tribal leader's granddaughter returns with a series of scars trailing down her spine, the Osage people have no choice but to ask intervention from outsiders. Across the Atlantic, the tribe's plight has caught the attention of aspiring paranormal analyst Niall Horan. He's eager to round up a team of investigators and get his hands dirty in the Missourian soil, but it's seeming an impossible task when the research team receives less enthusiasm than anticipated. Niall's only hope and last resort comes in the form of his flatmate, accounting major and non-believer Harry Styles. Against his better judgment, he reluctantly signs on for the project, and what he finds in the Missouri hills is evidence enough to make any skeptic believe.