"She's compromising her own personal beliefs and morals, putting her heart on the line just because he asked her to. She feels slightly sick at her stomach when she thinks about it, so she takes a page from his book and tries not to. But trying not to think of Harry Styles is like trying not to breathe." -- Set in Los Angeles, Harry Styles and Eleanor Baker are the hottest couple in the Hollywood social scene, and their wedding is fast approaching Event of the Year status. Eleanor, headstrong and domineering, is not just planning her wedding, she's choreographing it - and Harry seems to simply be along for the ride, as is Eleanor's assistant Olivia, who after accepting the job, wonders if slavery somehow became legal without her realizing it. A Lolita wedding planner, a flakey assistant, and one bridezilla converge together to bring Olivia and Harry closer - and Harry begins to wonder... is this really all that's left for him? A ring and a promise of forever with Eleanor, or does he dare to dream of something more?

Harry Styles isn't my father, he's my stepfather. Well ex-stepfather. My mother married him when I was 18, she was 36 and he was 20. Totally gross right? Little did I know that she was already knocked up when they got married. They were a happy little family while I was living with my ACTUAL father and going to college. Two years later, my mother left Harry for a man even younger then him and took him to the cleaners. She got full custody, child support and spousal support to pay the way of her and her new boy toy while Harry had to give her his house and move into a small apartment. It's been three years since the divorce my mother wants me to come back for her wedding, the wedding Harry paid for. I felt terrible for Harry but I was too ashamed of my own mother to reach out. But now she's left me no choice because he's the only one that can help me. Will he even answer the phone? I haven't talked to him in almost four years, I don't know what state he's in having his son ripped from him or all of his hard earned money taken away. All I know is that I'm at his doorstep and he's about to get the surprise of his life. ______________ ⚠️ Will contain an assload of foul language as well as sexual content. While some names may be real this is an alternative reality based story that is 100% mine.

❝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