She's always been the shy girl that no one notices, but once she catches Harry's attention will things ever be the same again?

But is he really Harry Styles? | © 2014 all rights reserved | teenlord | Fanfiction #53 Humor #57

Elle Grey doesn't need anyone. She only needs herself, a paintbrush, and if she gets desperate enough, there are the few people she actually tolerates that she can talk to. She knows that there's more out there in the world - in fact, she spends most of her time either daydreaming or painting about it. She knows that the South Dakotan town she's grown up in is only suffocating her. That's why she finds Harry so intriguing. He's different and he brings out something in her that she wasn't sure was still there. Suddenly she's second-guessing everything she has known her entire life - maybe she does need someone.

Ellie Wilson was never a fan of One Direction, so when Harry Styles walked into the book store she worked nights at, she didn't think twice. When she realized Harry wasn't exactly looking for a book, she had to wonder if this cute boy with long hair and dimples was just looking to have a bit of fun, or something more serious. Bored with her job, and the way her life was going, Ellie was up for any adventure this cute green-eyed boy wanted to take her on. If you'd like to read this story in Romanian, @Writebyheart is translating it: https://www.wattpad.com/story/151347581 If you'd like to read it in Hebrew, @meitalgerz is translating it: https://my.w.tt/PYcXb7gq5P If you'd like to read it in Italian, @lonelymoodS is translating it: https://www.wattpad.com/875845177 Starts in fall 2015, ends....later : ) (It was written in summer/fall 2017) Contains language and some sexual references.

His eyes could ruin someone with a single look. Her smile could cure the loneliest heart. ☓ All Rights Reserved 2018

He was my best friend. He was there to hold me together while I was breaking, he could make me laugh when I was on the verge of tears, he protected me, he saved me when I didn't realize that I needed it. He helped me through a lot. Which is precisely why I started to fall for him and that terrified me. I didn't want feelings to get in the way of what we had. I had never felt, about anyone, the way I felt about Harry. I had felt heartbreak before and I knew I never wanted to feel it from him. But no matter how hard I tried I couldn't help but fall in love with him. I'm Natalie Anne Hollandsworth and this is the story of how I fell in love with my best friend.

What happens when you email Harry Styles for relationship advice...and he responds? Highest Ranking- #9 in Fanfiction

Harry and Ella are in love, and have been for as long as they can remember. When Harry tells her that he has to leave for a year, Ella doesn't take it so well. She copes by writing in a journal, and decides to retell the story of how Harry and Ella came to be. Where did Harry go? How will Ella survive? Find out in Dear Harry. © 2014, alyloves1direction ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. This book contains material protected under International and Federal Copyright Laws and Treaties. Any unauthorized reprint or use of this material is prohibited. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system without express written permission from the author.

Lena Smith was a girl with everything. Her parent's were millionaires yet, she didn't take that part for granted. She was taught all her life to be grateful for what she has and never to ask for more. Life in school was great for her. She had best friends, great grades everything. Best of all she was dating Harry Styles. The very same Harry Styles from the band One Direction. They had an unbreakable relationship. Together forever. Well maybe not forever. What happens when her friends turn on here for revenge and she ends up trapped? Find out in Trapped. In Progress

A part of her always showed in her paintings, he could read them like a story. A part of him always showed in his drawings, she could read them like a story.