In which Harry Styles is a criminal law professor at Harvard Law School, and Maude Sterling is his student.

Sydney thought escaping to the Italian coast would be the perfect way to mend her broken heart and finally finish her book. Peace, quiet, pasta... perfecto. What she didn't expect was her ridiculously attractive, incredibly grumpy, and oddly familiar neighbor to be a walking, talking (and singing) distraction. Turns out, "Mr. Normal" is actually Harry Styles, hiding out from the world. Oops! Between accidental beach dates, hilarious language mishaps, and the undeniable magic of the Amalfi Coast, Sydney and Harry find themselves falling for each other, fast. But can a heartbroken music therapist and a disillusioned pop star really make it work? Or will the glare of the spotlight - and their own past baggage - prove too much for their budding romance? Get ready for sunshine, serenades, and a whole lot of amore in Salerno Satellite! Publishes Wednesdays and Saturdays.

updated every week! TROPES! - second chance romance - 2025-2026 harry - dual timeline (past & present) - vacationrry - friends to lovers - slow burn - famousrry - forced proximity - romcom Mia was a shell of what she used to be. After being a successful DJ, producer and songwriter in her twenties, her life came to a devastating stop after her biggest tragedy yet. Months later, she knows she can't keep living like this. She needs to escape. Get away. Stumbling upon a flyer that catches her eye, she signs up for two weeks away in Southern Italy with strangers - no last names, no pasts, no expectations. Just a chance to exist without explaining herself. The house is heavenly, the people are sweet, the food is to die for, and for the first time in a long time, Mia feels like she might be able to breathe again. Like she can be someone new. Or no one at all. Until he turns up. Harry. A name that shouldn't mean anything. A face she's supposed to treat like a stranger. But some history won't stay buried for long, no matter how hard you try, connections don't fade. As the days blur between what's said and what's avoided, Mia finds herself caught between who she was, who she's trying to become, and the one person who never quite let her be. But after all, when you're on holiday, you can be anyone you want to be. WARNINGS! Heavy talk of grief, death, anxiety, addictions. 18+, adult content.

I hope you can see the shape that I'm in while he's touching your skin...

Harry's chicken is in her garden again. For the third time this week. "Styles!" she shout over the fence. "Your demon bird is attacking my sunflowers again!" He appears, slow and unbothered, leaning against the fencepost like he's got all the time in the world. "She's not attacking. She's exploring." "She's murdering." He grins. "Guess she's got taste." She crosses her arms. "I'll make stew." "Touch her," he says, "and I'll plow your garden flat." "Threats from a man who can't even keep a chicken home?" He looks at her, amused. "Wouldn't call her the only one sneaking over lately." And just like that, she's the one blushing redder than her poor, dying sunflowers.

the one where Harry is a cowboy 🤍grumpy x sunshine au🤍

My friendship for Harry is laying on green grass on a hazy summer afternoon, hot chocolate in winter and swing sets at the park... But my love for Harry is poetry written by hand in leather journals, dried flowers pressed into novels and open button up shirts that expose my black swimmer tops. I realised something; his pinkie wrapped in mine is a feeling I've never realised I crave so badly. Perhaps because I couldn't have it. Not until now. **** With growing up comes change and for Tilly and Harry - change was their detriment. *this story contains mature and explicit content* * COMPLETED* Highest Achievements: #1 in one #1 in onedirection #1 in hs1 #1 in secretlove #1 in harrystyles #1 in films #1 in onedirectionasthemselves

'A shameful tragedy it is that our stars failed to align, even though the record will show that we tried so many times.' We're taught to fear the monsters in the dark, the ones that chase you up the stairs, the ones that hide under your bed but what about the ones hiding in the depths of your basement? Have you been taught to fear the basement? The Ripley's and the Styles' are two very different families, sworn enemies. Harry Styles and Emersyn Ripley have never known anything different, the hatred burned into their veins however can't outweigh the deep rooted curiosity in their souls. "This was the story of Romeo and Juliet, how did you think it would end?"

"Fuck it, let's do it again." 🤍second chance au🤍

She wasn't looking for him. He wasn't supposed to stay. But Lotte, the sharp-eyed café owner with a soft heart and no need for English, knew better. In a quiet Berlin café filled with secondhand furniture, old vinyl records, and Lotte's unbeatable cherry cake, Emi lives a life of stillness-small, steady, safe. Then Harry Styles walks in, quiet and unshaven, trying to disappear. What starts with shared glances and mismatched mugs becomes routines, soup bowls, and late-night confessions. Emi pretends not to know who he is. Harry pretends he's not falling. And Lotte? She sees everything-and starts nudging them together with cake, eye-rolls, and more than a little mischief. But secrets don't stay quiet forever. When the world comes calling and Harry's love songs start sounding a little too familiar, Emi has to choose: stay hidden in her quiet corners-or finally risk being seen. A slow-burn, aching love story about intimacy, anonymity, and the grandmotherly matchmaker who always knew best. --- Warning : It's very slow and very long!