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.*

This is a collection of Harry Styles One Shots, each shot will feature a different Harry persona and a different scenario. This story contains MATURE CONTENT and this will be the only warning I will address. Thank you to everyone who reads, votes and comments on my work. Much love, Bella.

Some little imagines of Harry! REQUESTS ARE OPEN! Disclaimer: some of these stories might be smutty. They are indicated with an * in the title. Don't read if you are under 18! Thanks for reading! Enjoy! ~ Natalia :)