Eileen Mae Montgomery, better known as El has been working for the Gucci special designs team for two years now. It's her dream job, but theres one thing she hates about it. The rude, narcissist celebrities. When she is assigned to work with Harry Styles to brainstorm and create his tour suits for his second world tour as a solo artists she was going to treat it as she would any other job assignment. That is until he asked her and some members of her team to join him on tour. El's was going to treat him the same as any other celebrity, but Harry had other ideas. She styled his clothes, but he didn't care about the clothes she put on him, he was more interested in what would come after the show, when the sequins and fun colors turned into a pile on the floor. EXCERPT: "I like you El." "Stop saying that. Stop saying you like me." He drops his hands, looking to me in confusion. "So you want me to lie?" He asks, smirking at my annoyance. "No I'd rather you keep it to yourself." I take my phone out , my annoyance rising, his smirk growing. "You've got three minutes before I leave, so talk." I tell him. "You're timing our conversations now?" He laughs a bit. "Two and a half minutes." "Okay fine. You don't show any interest in me unless we're..." His voice trails off, and I roll my eyes. "Unless we're sleeping together... yes, and your point?" COMPLETED!

Daisy é uma escritora viciada em romances literários, mas totalmente descrente no amor. Todos que por ela se encantam são expulsos na manhã seguinte e isso não poderia ser mais favorável à aversão que ela tem por relacionamentos. Mas tudo parece mudar após a chegada de Harry Styles, um vocalista charmoso, que parece conseguir sempre tudo que ela nunca diz. 2019, April 6 - #16 em harrystyles 2019, April 11 - #23 em music 2019, April 14 - #18 em 1D 2020, February 17 - #2 em writer Não indicado para menores, ok, galera?

"E naquela festa a minha salvação ou o meu desastre acabara de começar." A Harry Styles Fanfiction. Copyright by stybeyo.