this fanfiction is inspired by Mamma Mia! Summer, romance and all things ABBA July 17th. The day Harry Styles turns up, out of the blue, in Corfu looking for someone to show him around the island. He's struggling artist leaving home with nothing but his suitcase, guitar and proudly wearing his Johnny Rotten t-shirt. With the bare minimum, he was off searching for his muse to kickstart his career. All it took was to hear word of a local cover band playing at the Kalokairi bar and he was set for the night. As soon as the opening song began to play Harry was immediately enchanted by the lead singer, he had fallen for her angel eyes and knew from that very moment he was a goner. You never expect a summer love until you're in one Ranks #1 1dfanfics #1 Sunray #3 herewegoagain #4 softharrystyles I've played all my cards... and that's what you've done too. Nothing more to say, no more ace to play. The winner takes it all...

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.*

BEST RANKINGS: #1 - onedirection #1 - harrystyles 2x #1 - harryfanfic #1 - harrystylesashimself 2x #1 - onedirectionasthemselves #1 - harryedwardstyles #1 - alexandradaddario One-night stands were atypical for her, but habitual for him. Music was a passion they shared in different forms. She was taking a break from love. He had never loved anyone before. The night their paths crossed changed their lives forever. He would mend a soul battered by great loss. She would teach a man what real love feels like. Both hold the power to shatter each other's hearts. Music will mark every single step of their journey.

A shy boy who sees beauty in everything he lays eyes on, and a confident girl who doesn't believe in love, finding common ground in the world of art. tw.

Elle Grey doesn't need anyone. She only needs herself, a paintbrush, and if she gets desperate enough, there are the few people she actually tolerates that she can talk to. She knows that there's more out there in the world - in fact, she spends most of her time either daydreaming or painting about it. She knows that the South Dakotan town she's grown up in is only suffocating her. That's why she finds Harry so intriguing. He's different and he brings out something in her that she wasn't sure was still there. Suddenly she's second-guessing everything she has known her entire life - maybe she does need someone.

"The worst thing about a disability is that people see it before they see you." Started: May 29th, 2017 Finished: June 28th, 2017 Currently Editing