*Warning: I wrote this when I first started writing here on Wattpad when I was like 13 so the writing can be pretty cringy and the plot may not always match up just please don't come for me* 11 months after his ex-girlfriend told him she was pregnant, Harry is facing the challenges and consequences it comes with being a famous single father, while maintaining his music, fans and relationships. Started- June 10, 2017 Completed- April 1, 2018

She was gorgeous green eyes and curly locks just like her father. Her name... Darcy May Joy.

❝You drive me fucking wild,❞ he says, pulling at his hair. He moves closer again--this time grabbing me by the waist. I let out a groan as he kisses my neck. ❝Shut the fuck up, baby.❞ #1 ON FANFICTION 04/28/17

We all have that one teacher who is stubborn, narrow-minded and intolerant. Angelina's new History teacher, Mr. Styles could not be described any other way. Besides his dazzling green orbs and charming smile, he is nothing but someone she cannot stand. But when feelings change and problems rise, Mr. Styles and Angelina are left to sort them out. 🏅!!!!!Ranked #1 in Teacher Student Relationship!!!!!🏅 (06.01.20) 🏅 Ranked #177 in Forbidden 🏅(10.01.20) 🏅 Ranked #662 in Harry Styles 🏅

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.

My name's Marcel. Nerd. Poet. Teenage Loser. You think you know the real me, but you don't. I wish you could see the true me, but no one has cared enough to. Until she came. All rights go to _smilelikeniall (myself). Everything is written by me. No copyright intended. Please do not claim my words and/ or ideas as yours. Do not repost my words without giving me credit. Thank you.

The Boy Next Door - Marcel, has known Jodie Rogers his whole life, they went to the same school, and also same highschool, they have always been beside eachother aphabetically, meaning they always had to sit beside eachother, yet they've never spoken. Ever. Why would she want to anyways? He's just the school's loser that everybody uses as a punching bag. She doesn't need that in her life..right? [Completed, but still in editing - excuse the mistakes please :))]

the start of something that tore her into shreds © shotofvodka

She's new to town, he has lived in the same town for years. She's innocent, he's tainted. She's a teenager, he's a ghost. He haunts the playground looking for his key. Cover by : soundthealarm © All rights reserved © Copyright 2015-2016 * Prologue - Chapter 15 are edited.* ** Sequel : Boathouse ** *** This is a SHORT STORY thus the story may seem a bit rushed. ***