She had a dream job. One Direction's personal assistant. And she was in love with Harry, but did he feel the same? Could he really fall for someone like her? All she knew is she wanted him in her life, however she could have him. **Disclaimer: This is the first story I ever wrote on here. I've thought about editing it, but I prefer to leave it in it's original state. I think it helps to show how I've grown as a writer.

They weren't expecting to fall in love. Their pasts prohibited it. Yet fate and the cold winter air had other plans. Opportunities will arise that will cause both to make the decision to either let love go or fight for what they want-- each other. [Harry Styles AU] All Rights Reserved © jhildey | 2013 || COMPLETED This story has nothing to do with the real Harry Styles. Like most AU stories, I used him as a character so you can picture "Harry" in your mind. This has nothing to do with the REAL Harry or One Direction.

Charlie doesn't speak, so he paints.

and our bloodstreams were poisoned by this toxic love. [[lowercase intended.]]

he is golden and unapologetic with boots to match he is monochrome and few words of depths greater than the sea he is starry and exuberant plucked right off the fabric of the night sky he is glaucous and beguiling flowers growing in his mind he is wild but kind an overflowing cup of coffee at 11 in the night -shivani