"Who's that over there?" The man looked at me like I was from outer space, or perhaps like I lived under a rock, maybe a mixture of both. "Him? They call him Full Throttle," he chuckled with a hint of nervousness in his voice. I scrunched my nose up in confusion. "Why?" The man threw his head back and laughed before answering me. "Because he doesn't hold back. He does everything at full speed... racing, girls, and-" the man cut himself off, seeking as though he was catching himself spilling a secret. "And what?" "Don't worry about it." THIS BOOK IS PURELY A WORK OF FICTION! The characters in it are in NO way a representation of the people chosen to play them. It is merely a story, and they fit the physical description best for their characters. The characters I have created are completely fictional, and in no way relate to my thoughts and or feelings about the people I have chosen to play said characters! || THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT, PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK || HIGHEST RANKINGS: -#1 in hs -#1 in fiction -#1 in racing -#1in dragracing -#2 in harrystyles -#4 in youngadult -#5 in onedirection -#19 in cars -#31 in gangs -#57 in fighting -#64 in harry -#111 in drama -#461 in love

Anything that can go wrong, will go wrong. Or the one in which Harry is searching for a spark and a troubled girl who's trapped in a sticky situation may or may not be just that. A story about scraped knees, orphan jokes, strip clubs, overcoming addictions, personal growth, and saying "fuck what we know". Warning: this story contains scenes of drug use/abuse, sexual content, assault and violence. If you do not feel comfortable with any of these themes please do not read. COVER BY: highonchips

✓ "The day he lost his mind was the day he lost his heart." - He's a broken-hearted artist who's just left rehab with nothing but the clothes on his body. She's chosen living life waiting tables in a nearly bankrup café instead of going further on her career. He abhors the possibility of ever loving again and she doesn't even try to. But when their paths cross, their point of view might be changed. Because they don't really know how tough dealing with absence can be.

Winters in London are cold. Harry drinks tea to keep warm. Lena doesn't like that. She's much more of a coffee person, really.

A shy boy who sees beauty in everything he lays eyes on, and a confident girl who doesn't believe in love, finding common ground in the world of art. tw.

"Come June, it'll be as if all of this never existed."

For Joelle Katler, life's been all right. She's at school in her favorite state, she's living with her best friend, and there's always a bottle of wine ready to be popped in her fridge. And that's okay. For Harry Styles, life passes by. He's passionate about his job, he has his own apartment, and he's making a home for himself in an unfamiliar place. He should feel satisfied. Maybe it's time they ignite a little something in each of their lives. A firefighter AU about taking risks and not being alone. Awards: Craft Awards Autumn 2018 Edition - Best Harry - Runner-up Rooftop Awards Autumn 2016 Edition - Best OFC - Winner Rooftop Awards Autumn 2016 Edition - Favorite HET couple - Winner Rooftop Awards Autumn 2016 Edition - Best AU - Runner-up Rooftop Awards Autumn 2016 Edition - Best MA - Runner-up Rooftop Awards Autumn 2016 Edition - Most Unique - Runner-up Rooftop Awards Autumn 2016 Edition - Best Harry - Honorable Mention Rooftop Awards Autumn 2016 Edition - Best Angst - Honorable Mention Rooftop Awards Autumn 2016 - Most Realistic - Honorable Mention

Harry's always been very sure of himself and yet, he finds himself hitting a plateau. Quarter-life crises are supposed to be easy, right?

Although she wouldn't like to admit it, Isabel Allen can be selfish, argumentative, and more than a little insecure. When she and the moody, tattooed and positively infuriating Harry Styles are forced to work together at a bowling alley three days a week, Isabel thinks she's living in her own personal hell. But time changes more than just the seasons, and one year is a long time to work out not only each other, but yourself, too. A story about messy hair, heavy drinking, marathons, film trivia and being okay. [ the story is not mine! all credit goes to oxygenstyles. ]