Harry Styles; CEO of 'Pleasing', single dad to two children, prioritizes his job over anything else. Edora Winters; fresh out of college, a nursery practitioner living in the heart of Los Angeles, prioritizes her job over anything else. What happens when Edora, a woman who spends her time protecting children, comes across Harry, a man who spends his days neglecting his children? Even better, what happens when a drunken meet up in Las Vegas leads to a wedlock, to a child of their own, binding them together for years to come? STARTED: 6TH NOVEMBER 2021 FINISHED: 6TH NOVEMBER 2022

[completed] Two five year olds, two single parents - one plan. ©2014 TypicalFangirlx all rights reserved.

"You left me at the altar." Harry's voice rattles unsteady, just like it did on the voicemail he left me that same night. "And after all of these years, I still don't know why." His warm breath caresses the back of my neck, the distance between each exhale growing longer and longer. He was holding his breath, waiting for the answer that I knew might just ruin him. "I left you there so I didn't have to lose myself." The confession was blunt, but after four years, the immense weight that was lifted off of my shoulders with the truth was a comforting equalizer. "I don't understand..." His breathing hitched, and the arm draped around my waist loosen. He didn't retract his arm, but the protective grip loosened as the raw truth flooded in. Tears rimmed at the base of my lashes, but my lips concealed a bigger secret that wasn't ready to be revealed. "Because written in my vows, were promises that my body might not have let me keep, and I couldn't stand to see the disappointment in your eyes or the grudge you would hold against me when I told you that..." - Wedding bells are ringing for Josie Pierce and Harry Styles, but cold feet and undisclosed revelations leave Harry stranded at the altar without his bride. Now four years later, an accidental reconciliation brings them together again. One by one, secrets are revealed, and faults are spotlighted as they're forced to decide if their story has one more chapter left, or if it's time to put an end to their story once and for all.

In the world of the wealthy and powerful, an angel finds herself in need of protection, she is assigned a bodyguard - a beautiful and mysterious man. A man with secrets, but one who is determined to keep such an angel safe at all costs. She is drawn to him despite her better judgement, some excitement, some light into such a dark and dangerous life. // "We can't," I whispered, being the one to break the silence between us. The air between our faces was so thick it was almost as if it wasn't there anymore, I could hardly take in a breath. Everything was so warm, and the longer we spent like this, our lips just hovering an inch from each other, I became so much more aware of every way his body was touching mine. I hated him. We hated each other. Yet here we were, desperate to touch. "I know," Was all he said in response, darting his eyes down to my lips again, a small smirk on his face. Out of desperation, the way he had already got me so wound up, my body was overwhelmed by too many feelings. My hands travelled down from where I was grasping his biceps, I soothed my palms down his sides, his warm skin, before I was holding his hips, right above the waist band of the grey sweatpants he had on. He let out a low hum of approval, and a slow smirk spread across his face as soon as he realised what I was doing. His eyes met mine again and he tilted his head to the side, almost as if he was trying to figure out what I was thinking. He then blew out a slow breath, and the smirk on his face only grew wider before he whispered, "Fuck it." *** i loved you as icarus loved the sun. *** Start date - May 5 2022 ***

STARTED JAN 2023-- MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT. Viewer Discretion is advised. Priscilla Pearl Wolfe is a Pornstar. Halen Elle used to be. That is until the apathetically charming jackass with a back pocket full of guitar picks and skittles moves back to the Romantix Roommates house in New York. Where dreams come true, pornos are made, and people go missing.