"Will you forget about me in a month?" Harry asks with a sad pout. I squint my eyes completely taken aback of his question. "No, of course not. Why are you asking?" I cup his face in hands and kiss his lips. "What about six months?" He asks, breaking away from the kiss. "What's happening to you? I'll not forget about you ever. Are you okay?" I stroke his cheeks and stare down at his sad face. I'm so confused right now. Is he fine? "What about a year or two?" He asks, his voice hurting and slow. "I'll never ever forget you, Harry." I raise my eyebrows at him while emphasizing at every word. He nods his head and looks at me before saying, "Knock knock." I frown at him. "Are you serious? Just a few moments ago...don't show me that pout, I love your jokes but now, you need to tell me what happened to-" "Knock knock." "Harry!" "Knock knock." "Fine! Who's there?" Harry smirks and says, "See, you already forgot me."

Abscond (verb): to leave hurriedly and secretly, typically to avoid detection of or arrest for an unlawful action such as theft. // "They had to run, run for their lives." WARNING: Extremely explicit sexual content and language. Only read if you are comfortable with mature content. All Rights Reserved to harryartwork, 2016 ©

❝Good girls love bad boys.❞

The prince was born in his mother's lavish rooms three days before I emerged on the dingy floor of the ale house. He's a royal . . . she isn't. But the secret friendship that began in childhood grows into something much deeper -- and much more dangerous. Harry Styles and original character. Rated Mature for graphic sexual content. Some chapters may have difficult content. Historical accuracy is dubious at best. Just having some sexy fun. trust the spark.

It's hard to resist a bad boy who is a good man.

When good meets bad and turns into firing red of love. Like two chemicals creating a new bond or explosion. You know, opposites attract. Like Harry Styles and Darcy Wilde.

secrets are harmless, aren't they? [ highest ranking #90 in fanfiction - 2015.06.25 ]

Samantha Davis is 18 years old and since she was a little girl she focused on dancing ballet and becoming a professional dancer. Her mother is her biggest fan and pushes her through auditions and tries to get her famous but as she didn't make it through the ballet theater audition another opportunity opens for her. Knowing that her mother wouldn't let her she lies to her and makes her first own decision in her life. She never knew how much trouble that decision would bring with. Maybe if she would have known she would never even accepted the opportunity. But then again she wouldn't have met him.

"You fell for the charm ay baby doll?" He asked walking up to me. I scoffed "Not even in my nightmares would I fall for a self absorbed, arrogant dick head like you." I spat poking my finger at his chest. Addison Smith was the new girl of the school and not many teachers and student's were fond of her and her personality she's a bad girl a girl who is late to most of her classes and can throw a real nasty punch. Harry Styles is the cocky bad boy of the school every girl drools over him and his tattoos but not Addison she prefers the mysterious and quite ones or so she thought..

"Jesus! What are you doing" I yelled. "Most people call me Harry, but Jesus is ok too" he smirked. I clutched my iPod to my chest. Still trying to calm myself. Before I had the chance warm lips were crashed to mine... Highest Ranking before being rated mature...#2 in FanFiction!!!