Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

{𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒚𝒍𝒆𝒔} 𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏... 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒔. 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒅: 𝒐𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒃𝒆𝒓 12𝒕𝒉 2016 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒅: 𝒋𝒖𝒏𝒆 6𝒕𝒉 2017 𝒄𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒚: 𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍

"Our deal was 19." Harry whispers, brushing our noes in bit of a playful manner. His dimples deepening from either side as a fair giggle left my mouth. "I'm yours."

When Ann moves to a new neighborhood filled with filthy rich residents, her life turns upside down as the charming, curly haired neighbor next door befriends her.

Just as things were starting to come together, everything slipped away. A tragic series of events forces Kate to learn her love story backward while it keeps moving forward. Styles Not Prince

Harry Styles. 24 years old. CEO. Self made millionaire. He's New York's most eligible bachelor. Every man and women within 100 miles knows his name. But no one recalled knows Harry. Norah Wilson. 22 years old. Fashion intern. Self proclaimed mess. She moved from a small town in North Carolina to pursue her dreams in the fashion world. After graduating from NYU, she gets an internship at Vogue. Now she's trying to establish herself. Two worlds are going to collide, and these two people are not ready for it. ALL RIGHTS GO TO xcalliex FOR THIS STORY, AS SHE IS THE ORIGINAL AUTHOR ***** Please read the note before the first chapter *****

In which a quiet girl trying to get through her last year of high school by avoiding all conflict in her school and sitting in the back. She didn't expect a new math teacher who also became her new volleyball coach which made her plans to have a chill last year into chaos. #1 in Fanfiction

A young woman unknowingly becomes the personal assistant of one of the most reckless, raunchy, and rude male models in the industry.

"Just call me Hannah Montana 2.0." - "You're very stubborn." "It's an ability." "Yeah? Well, I call it stupidity." - "Why am I always running after you? Thanks to you, I'm like, in the best shape of my life!"

"I love you too Harry, I love you with everything I am and with everything I have" And as I spoke the words of how much I loved the curly haired, green eyed beauty that was currently humming to the feeling of me scratching his scalp, I came to realise that it was true. I loved this boy. I loved this boy more than a friend. (The story starts off slow but I promise it gets better as you read!)