Harry's a superstar, truly the biggest on the planet. Arya's a marketing manager, living a rather simple life. They met four years ago on a drunken night out. What do they have in common? They happen to share a daughter together. One that Harry doesn't know about. " You, Arya, you are my home. Our little girl is my home, I don't know how I functioned without you both in my life and I'm not walking away from that now. No matter how hard you try to push me, I'm not walking away."

amour /əˈmʊə/ a love affair or lover, especially one that is secret. A marriage, a baby, a tour and a little thing called love.

Blue jean baby LA lady Seamstress for the band ... Harry's eyes lingered over my lips for a moment, before meeting my gaze, and his face broke out into a wicked grin. "Oh, my little sunflower, this will be so much more fun that I ever expected." I felt frozen beneath his stare, and the only response I could manage was, "What will?" in a weak voice. His response was immediate. "Playing with you, sunny girl." ... It's the summer of 1978. Harry Styles is looking for a new stylist for his first world tour as a rising rockstar. Lennon is searching for a way to create a name for herself as a celebrity stylist. When the rockstar with a God complex meets the bright eyed stylist with a love for live music, the stars seemed to have aligned. But the two know, more than most, that things are not always as they seem. ... Mature Content warning//This story contains adult themes and explicit sexual content.

Some Harry Styles imagines to make your day better. Enjoy :)

Jamie went through traumatic experiences in her life with her family and ex boyfriend, which lead her to fall into depression at an early age. She felt as if nobody loved her or even wanted to because every time she tried to find love... her heart got broken. After many attempts and many stood up dates, she decided to give up and came to the conclusion that she'll forever be that lonely woman that many pity after noticing the dullness in her brown eyes that no longer held any vibrancy. But... that was until a sign with bright red lights caught her attention one night as she walked down the dark side walk in her warm trench coat and broken in shoes. The place looked just like her; broken, lost, lonely and lacking so much light. The windows were blocked by wood, and the building was slowly falling apart, yet, the bold letters remained brighter than ever... illuminating the dark streets of New York. Those two words coated in red were calling her name... two words that explained everything, luring Jamie in. And those two words were; Heartbreak Hotel. . . . ⚠️••Contains very detailed sexual content, vulgar language, drug use, kinks and different cultural opinions. Viewer discretion advised!••⚠️ Started: February 6, 2021

"What just happened... This entire time I was texting, getting frustrated with, flirted with, getting sad with, and fell in love with Harry Styles." In which a bored girl goes on Omegle and meets a mysterious and closed off Harry. She soon finds out why he acts the way he does. 𝘼/𝙉: 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙭𝙩-𝗯𝗮𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮. 𝙎𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚'𝙨 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙡𝙮 texting. Highest rank: 7 on #omegle 18 on #kik

A bunch of imagines between y/n and Harry Styles. (random ones, series, and snips from shows) Rankings #1-imagineharrystyles #1-harryimagine #1-haryystyles

*completed* Bonnie and Harry have known each other for years, watching each other get in and out of relationships. But when both become newly single, Harry moves in and the two begin the typical friends with benefits relationship. Of course, this wouldn't be a friends with benefits story if some feelings weren't involved. *daddy kink* *kinky af* #1 harry #2 Harrystyles #75 fanfiction

MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT. Viewer Discretion is advised. *The people inside of this work are FACE-CLAIMS. This has no correlation to any IRL individual.* *This is messy plot. Made when I was a teen. Beware.* The story of a young woman who finds her style, self worth, and strength through the power of friendship, and true love. With a punk twist. In 2010, living in suburban CHICAGO IL, Alice Mariposa Anderson, 19, wishes for a teenage dream of sex, drugs, romance and fame. A Punk Rock life is a fantasy that corrupts her daydreams every waking hour, and her love of music only fuels it--but it's a life that'll only come true if she abandons the strict religious rules of her parents Christian household, and takes a chance on her new punkstar neighbors across the street. ⭑ ⭑ ⭑ Harlow Silver is a 21 y/o drummer for an underground scene/punk band named Bloody Valentine, moving from a loud, trashy New York City apartment to a quiet house in Chicago to escape his grim, horrific past. While also seeking out answers only Chicago could give him. But when he moves in across the street from a prudent, annoying, religious girl looking to bust out from her protective shell, he's forced to face his fears and break through the mental barriers that bind him to his trauma. And maybe, just maybe, love again. ⭑ ⭑ ⭑ Enemies to Lovers. Slow burn. A.U.

"Oh fųck, here we go again with the name guessing," some girl behind us groans. "Remedy?" Harry tries. The girls shake their heads and yell my name again. "Trinity?" He asks but frowns when the girls shake their heads again and point their fingers at me. They yell my name once again. "Ovaltine?" He tries again, chuckling at the end. "Kennedy?" Harry asks finally, and the girls grin in success - I see on the big screens. Harry straightens up and fist pumps. I feel the whole world closing in. "She's Kennedy!" Mom yells, pointing at me. Understanding dawns on Harry and he resumes his previous crouch, this time, right in front of me. "Hello Kennedy," he drawls with a dimpled smile on his face. ---- (May 22, 2020) #1 on #kennedywalsh (September 7, 2020) #1 on #celebrity (October 2, 2020) #16 on #harrystyles (November 10, 2020) #1 on #1d