"Excuse me.." a british accent greeted me. I looked up to be met with the most vibrant green eyes. "I think you're in my seat." Oakland, an 18 year old girl from a small town in South Carolina, is going on vacation with her family to Jamaica. coincidentally, 20 year old, Harry Styles, an upcoming artist, is escaping to Jamaica to write his first album with his team. a story that follows how a two week trip to a small island could change someone's life forever. ------------ #5 in softharry

"Lucy?" My head snapped up and there he was. In my kitchen, I haven't seen him in years. I even thought he might have left the country, but there he was. His green orbs staring in to mine, and I didn't know if it felt safe or if I should run for the hills. "H-Harry?" •completed•

Maybe she shouldn't have opened her door in the middle of the night. 24/06/19 #3 in fanfiction 24/06/19 #3 in romance

"What's your favourite word?" I ask quickly, hoping to ease the tension building between us-though I think I'm the only one who feels it. He pauses for a moment, his gaze focused on his thumb still gently tracing circles on my hand. Without looking back up at me, he responds, his voice soft, barely above a whisper: "You." // Clover has always dreamed of a fresh start, so when she moves to Seattle with her best friend, Maycen, for university, she's excited for the adventure ahead. It's there that she meets Harry, a charming, enigmatic man who quickly captivates her heart. When Clover stumbles upon a terrifying secret, it uncovers a shocking truth that threatens everything she thought she knew about the people she loves. Clover finds herself trapped in a dangerous game with no way out. Crimson Angel is a dark, suspenseful tale of friendship, love, and deception, where nothing is as it seems, and the people closest to you might be the ones who will bring you the most harm. (Dark/Mature Content/Harry Styles Fan Fiction/LHH)

***completed*** NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON Harry Styles. The strange one. The freak. The one who was too kind for his own good, trapped in a world where his job was to bring people pain. Sophia 'Spice' Winters. The dancer. The stripper. The one who who trapped in a world where her job was to provide men with nothing but pleasure. -- "What don't you understand?" Harry seethed, his hands gripping the roots of his hair. "I'm not the good guy here, Sophia. I'm bad, everything about me is fucking bad." Harry looked as if he was about to rip his hair out, his wild eyes shinning with madness. He looked unhinged, raw and angry. It should of frightened me. That look alone should of been enough to send me running. He didn't look like the shy man I first met. He looked...crazy. His fingers were coated in red, stained with the blood of another. He didn't seem to care though. "If I was you Sophia, I would run away. Run as far away as you possibly can, because I promise you...An evil part of me won't let you go, and I hate myself for that. I want you to run away, to a place that I can't ever find you. You'll be safe that way."

"And your eyes... irresistible." Starting your life over is hard enough on your own. But what happens when the world is suddenly watching when you become linked with one of the most sought-after and recognizable artists in the world? *** SIDE EFFECTS may include: second-hand embarrassment, spontaneous tears, and an even deeper love for the boy who inspires it all, Harry Edward Styles. Highest Ranking: #21 Fanfiction (May 04 2018) #1 OneDirectionFanFiction (Mar 19, 2020) #1 FanFicRomance (March 3 2019) #1 HarryEdwardStyles (March 28 2019) #6 OneDirection (July 14 2019) #36 Harry (April 3 2020) ***PRIVATE chapters. Follow me to read them. ***MATURE content... Yep, the fun stuff.

I never could've seen you coming.

Fate. A word so few believe to be real. The world is a place where fate may seem coincidental, but it is real. Times have changed, the world evolving into so much more. And through this evolution, the idea of fate became reality. Couples are bound together in a tight link of fate; a bond that can never be broken. Whether or not the bond is sacred is what is at stake. Those who accept the bond, accept their fate.

The one about chefrry

noun. a state of serene calmness [sequel to bambi]