You've been in the same city all weekend. Now, there's just twelve hours left -- better make the most of it, then.

MATURE // H just released Lights Up and also made another surprise video just for you.

A collection of stand alone stories. [*] indicates smut

From an intern running coffee while still in school, to second in command at one of the best realty companies in London - Lighthouse Real Estate had become a huge part of your life. It allowed you to work for yourself in every sense, and afforded you the luxury of a nice apartment in center city. Your home was your safe haven, and you valued people trusting you enough to help them find their own space. And not only did you love your job, but you were good at it. Well, until you met Harry Styles - the enigma you never could have anticipated. A story of finding out what's beneath the surface and seeing the light at the end of the tunnel.

In the summer of 2008, Rylie Hudson receives a last-ditch opportunity to be the videographer for an up-and-coming punk band named Two Ghosts as they embark on their very first Vans Warped Tour. Just happy to have a job, and a means to see at least some of the world, Rylie is ready to roll with the punches and make the best of a less-than-ideal situation. That is, if she can learn to get along with the band's brash, pretentious, and all around pest of a lead singer along the way. BANNER CREDIT: @infinitiae​ on Tumblr

Sometimes, love can feel like it's everything. And sometimes, we hope it can be.

Harry x Reader OU In which Harry Styles is this season's newest coach on The Voice and you're currently the three-time reigning champion. He's aiming to dethrone you- both of you no strangers to friendly competition- however, he just might find himself fighting for something else along the way.

A friends to lovers story featuring Jamaica H // MATURE CONTENT You could feel his eyes on you, warming your skin more than the sun that was about to start setting. You always knew when he was looking at you, it was like your skin could sense it and immediately sent a signal to your heart to skip a few beats.

"You've worn makeup plenty," you said. "Haven't they ever taken it off you before?" "Not like this," he murmured. Your wrists tickled his nose and he hardly dared to breathe in case it threw off the tender, careful way you were touching him. "There we go," you cooed. "That's much better." "Can I open?" "Not yet. Just a couple seconds more." "Did you get a new perfume?" Harry asked. "Hmm?" "S'just...." Christ, how was he going to get a foot like that out of his mouth? "Y'smell nice or summat." You didn't say anything and again heat bloomed in his face."Probably my moisturizer," you said. Was it him or were you breathless? "Don't move."