you can lace your heart with a million different people, but your soul never forgets your first love. harry will never forget his. I think about everything I've ever imagined him doing, how I think he writes when his heart is heavy and mumbles the words to a new melody, and how I can witness that. He sits there in all of his glory and does nothing but smile and I collapse to my knees in awe of his beauty, every word that leaves him unfurls a little bit of himself to me, and I am undeserving of it all. secrets. melodies. poetry. love. the idol - w.a.s.p

You've probably been brought up by the idea not to talk to strangers. But hey, they didn't specifically say text, right? And come on, who would deny, block or ignore the Harry Styles

She was stuck in my head. She consumed my every thought. She was my obsession. And I was her addiction.

By: ZerriesGap "A girl once told me to be careful when trying to fix a broken person because you may cut yourself on their sharp edges." {k.w.} Note: All credit goes to ZerriesGap. I am just simply republishing it. When she took this story down, I noticed a lot of people were wanting to read it again and I still had it in my library so I decided to republish it. Thanks! Hope you enjoy her amazing work.

It's the moment every girl dreams of. Harry Styles walked into your life.

Hi my name is Rose and I am Harry Style's secret sister no one knows about me only family and close friends not even his mates What happens when she and Harry's band mates meet. Will a certain someone fall for Rose and will he cheat on Rose?

[COMPLETED] What would you do if your roommate was the person you hate the most? Amy now lives with her enemy. The one who broke her heart and she hated. The one and only, Harry Styles. © londonstars

Flashing lights. That's all he could see: the pulsating strobe of a white brightness blinding him from the indistinguishable scenario playing out around him. He could not feel. Not the cool, autumn breeze, not the fog-like droplets of British showers, nothing. He couldn't hear anything. Maybe a dull thumping deep within, but nothing recognizable. Attempting to speak, he opened his mouth, trying to form words. He couldn't tell whether he was making any sound, letting out any kind of sign that he was distressed, but he knew it was worth a shot. As he began to fixate on his disabilities, he began to panic, and that's when it all went black. That is, also, where the story begins. // previously called Nirvana //

What happens at camp stays at camp. // est. July 26th, 2014 - #1 in fanfiction [cover by lex]

"So what do we do?" "We can work something out. There's just one problem... We can't let your brother find out." ❁ Available now to order! Link in bio!