Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

the one in which they move in with each other just because they didn't want to end their friendship ▶▶▶ © 2014 irelxnd

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.

Cassie's on a vacation in L.A but last thing she expects is meeting Harry Styles. A strong undeniable bond forms, but will it be only a summer love or will their relationship survive?

The young, outgoing, good looking and enthusiastic football coach Louis meets quiet, confused, mysterious Megan. She's gone through a lot since her dad died. Since that day, her dedication to the one thing she loves most died as well. In the middle on the field. Meg has built a wall around herself isolating everyone else around her but her sister. And Louis wants to break through that wall. To find out who Megan Gastrell really is. ✔️ COMPLETE ✔️ (I wrote this almost 8 years ago. I was roughly 14 years old so some parts might be a bit cringey. I hope you enjoy the overall story anyway!)

"Say my name," Harry said, his hands groping my butt and pushing me against the wall. "Say it." "H-Harry." I whined, and he abruptly pushed his pelvis against me, pinning me to the wall and pulling his head back to look at me. "That's not my name." He growled. His eyes were full of lust and his breathing was heavy on my cheeks. "Daddy." _____________________________________________ This is NOT a l*rry fanfic _____________________________________________ #1 in Fanfiction - 05/20/17 #2 in harrystylesau - 04/28/23 #25 in harrystyles - 01/13/20 #32 in sugardaddy - 01/03/21 #101 in styles - 04/28/23 #171 in onedirection - 05/26/20

* * * * * * COMPLETED * * * * * * Pure: adj. - untainted with evil or guilt: pure innocence - absolute; utter; sheer: pure joy - free from moral taint or defilement: pure love a story in which an unknown 25 year old man and an innocent 17 year old girl get in contact with each other by texting but what the girl doesn't know about the man, is that he has a kink a daddy kink "And maybe if you weren't so pure, you woudn't have all these daddy issues." © 2014 by angellwt_. All rights reserved. WARNING: this story contains sexual content and strong language this story also contains an age gap read at own risk! [highest ranking: #39 in 'Fanfiction' 2015 - #54 in 'feels' 2018 - #11 in 'obedience' 2019 - #15 in 'pure' 2020] MATURE

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