"I loved her not for the way she danced with my angels, but for the way the sound of her name could silence my demons." - Christopher Poindexter

HARRY STYLES COLLEGE/FRATBOY AU Nora has just returned from a semester abroad and isn't trying to date anyone. But then she meets Harry and things get complicated. (fratboy!harry who is also soft, a girl who isn't sure what she wants, frat parties, sex, and a whole lot of angst) - completed - © 2020 bopbopstyles

This is a story of what you wish would happen when you go to college. So buckle up and settle in, because Harry Styles is gonna make us all feel alive again. Highest ranking: 59 in #harrystyles 176 in Fanfiction

She was the popular girl. He was the nerd. She was the 'it' girl. He was the 'geek' guy. She showed him to learn sex. And he showed her to learn math. Both different but share one love. Will it always be tutoring? Or something more? 2021® All Rights Reserved. Stylesfaris Production.

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

Speak of the Devil, and he shall appear. There's something about unexpected moments, you can't plan it, you can't prepare for it, and maybe that's the most special thing because things happen the way they're supposed to and with the right amount of time, patience and compassion, things come out exactly right. Exactly right... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-kbKmM8LqLU SEQUEL: Turmoil © 2013, StylesMyth

harry styles, 28 years old, billionare, and ceo of his own company can't get his employee's 17 year old daughter, angelica, off of his sick mind. she was young, she was beautiful, she was off limits. harry had everything he could ever desire in life, however everything changed when he laid his eyes on she. how far will he go to have her? he'll do just about anything.

Her name is Noelle.

"Sierra, you go with Harry Styles." I raised up my head at the words, giving my teacher an incredulous glance. "Do I really have to?" Was the only thing I managed to say. The teacher gave me an annoyed look. "Did you not understand? You go with Harry Styles." I turned my head to look at him. At the mention of his name he glanced up, and if his green eyes hadn't frozen me in place already, the unimpressed look he gave me would've done it right away. [BOOK ONE] [BOOK TWO - AQUARELLE] Started: Feb 2018 Completed: April 2019 18/01/19 #1 in fanfiction 28/09/18 #1 in harrystyles 06/10/18 #1 in harry • THE FICTION AWARDS WINNER 2019 - BEST FANFICTION •

Blue lightening cracks across the dark night sky, illuminating the hospital hallways. A deep rumble of thunder shakes the earth below, the strong force seems to be shaking the old walls of the creaky and rusting hospital. I walk silently down the quiet hallways, leaky pipes dripping water being heard around the hall as the heavy droplets fall to the cement floor. My white nurse shoes tapping ever so lightly against the cold floor as I make my way down the deadly silent hallway. The thunder claps loudly once more, sending a light shiver down my spine as the second flash of lightening lights up the hospital. I dig the keys out of my uniform pocket, clutching tightly to the small object, as I come closer and closer to the door I fear to enter alone. My breathing becomes rapid and my heart rate picks up dramatically. I turn the key in the lock and open the creaky door, only to reveal the man sitting in the middle of the four walled room, his smile is chilling as I enter...