Three weeks in Europe. Two heartbroken strangers. One whirlwind romance.

"You're way too close for me to think straight." 🤍close proximity au🤍

"I know exactly what you like." I swallowed, my throat dry despite the whiskey. "And what does that have to do with your secret?" His lips curved, the faintest hint of a smirk. "Because I think you want someone who can push back." The heat in my stomach curled tighter, and I hated that too. Hated that he was reading me too easily, hated that I couldn't tell if he was just playing or if he really understood. "That's not much of a secret," I said smoothly, keeping my voice even. "Anyone could guess that." "Maybe," Harry mused, his fingers toying with the rim of his glass. "But I don't think just anyone could keep up with you." I narrowed my eyes, my body betraying me with the way it leaned just slightly closer. "And you think you can?" He didn't answer right away. He just held my gaze, letting the anticipation stretch, letting the weight of it settle between us. Then, finally, his smirk deepened. "I guess that depends," he murmured, his voice dropping to something dark. "Are you gonna let me find out?" // August Paisley was born into bloodshed. As the daughter of Brooklyn's most ruthless mafia leader, she's spent her life sharpening her edges, knowing that love is a liability and trust is a death sentence. With enemies circling and war on the horizon, she has no time for distractions-especially not the kind that comes in the form of sharp-tongued, brooding, Harry Styles. Harry is everything she should hate. The son of her family's greatest enemy. A man raised on the promise of destruction. Their worlds are built on blood feuds and old grudges, and there's no future where the two of them walk away unscathed. But when their paths collide, what starts as a battle of wit and fire turns into something else-something intoxicating, something inevitable. Falling for him is a mistake that cost her everything. Her life. But in a war where nothing is certain, letting him go might be the most dangerous thing of all.

"Why can't you sleep?" I ask a simple question. Silence, it only lasts a minute or two but feels like ages. "Because everytime I close my eyes I see you leaving my bed in the middle of the night, I hear you breathing through the telephone, your silence when I tell you that I love you. I see you falling down that fucking cliff." He says and my heart clenches inside my chest, I close my eyes and keep my head down, swallowing harshly. ... Damaged and terrified to hurt again, it's only when happiness finds a way into her life that everything falls appart again. She never meant to love him this much, or to hurt him even more when she's forced to leave everything behind her, including him. But too many things were in the way of the life she wanted with him. And when you're persuaded of doing the right thing for the people you love, you find yourself turning into your own enemy. She almost lost everything, and so did he. They were meant to be from the very beginning, but nothing good truly lasts forever, does it? This is Ephemeral. - - Started in April 2020 Finished in January 2022 No translations

She wasn't looking for him. He wasn't expecting her. On the eve of a sold-out concert, Elle never imagined she'd run into Harry Styles in the most ordinary of places. She doesn't scream, doesn't ask for a photo, doesn't even act like she knows who he is-and that's exactly what catches his attention. Dragged along by her best friend with last-minute front row tickets, Elle finds herself face to face with Harry again-this time under the glow of stage lights. One unexpected glance turns into an invitation, and suddenly, the girl who wasn't supposed to be there is the only one he wants to see. But backstage passes come with more than just glitter and charm. Between the whirlwind of fame, the pull of ordinary life, and secrets neither of them expected, Elle has to decide if she's ready to step into his world-or risk losing herself in the spotlight.

Bullied is a past tense verb. In this case Rosetta was once BULLIED by the one and only Harry Styles. She's always wondered why he did what he did and once she finds out her world will turn upside and maybe even end up back to where it started.

❝ ⁱ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘʳᵉ ˢᶜᵃʳᵉᵈ ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗˢ ᵍᵉᵗ ᵇʳᵒᵏᵉⁿ ❞ ⁀➷ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, she refuses to let her heart get broken again. OR 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, he's been in love with her for years. feb 13 2025 - august 8 2025

When a girl who falls in love with the sky meets a charming boy, their worlds collide in what could only be described as fate. Two people who needed each other at just the right time. _____________________________________________________ "You fall in love with the person who makes you love the person you are when you're around them" - Unknown ***Harry is famous in this fanfiction*** *Mentions Self-Harm, Abuse, Suicidal Thoughts, and Depression* *TRIGGER WARNING* Ranked #9 in hs 4/21/22 (First few chapters are trash because this is the first fanfic I've written) ***Explicit Content without warning***

"You come to love not by finding the perfect person, but by seeing an imperfect person perfectly" Amber Tomlinson has lost everything. She's lost trust in others but most importantly in herself. She has found a new family, but she's not ready to let her guard down just yet, even though she feels completely safe around them. When she finds out their "secret" any trust she has in them disappears. Can she build a relationship with them again or will she forever feel alone? He said he would always come back for her, so why should she be scared? Copyright © 2013 "Back for You (Harry Styles Fan Fiction)"

Y/n Y/l/n, a 21 year old, successful singer, disappeared for two years without anyone knowing the reason. She had to keep it a secret, she wanted it to keep it a secret, because if she didn't she would have hurt him more than she did shortly before she was gone. But now she suddenly was back... What was going to happen, now that she was back? She didn't even know it herself, the only thing she knew was that she was back. Ready or not, she couldn't change it anymore.