please don't comment crap on this story, I made it when I was very young and clueless. I understand it sucks and it's gross. // "You're nobody important, just a little girl to fill my sexual needs" Harry's sickening voice is adamant. Tears prick my eyes, but I've got to stay strong. There is no way he will see me cry. "So that's all I ever was to you? After everything we'd been through?" I take a deep breath and shut my eyes, wanting to erase all of our memories together. "Don't think of it as a one time thing." He says, grabbing his coat off of the couch, as well as throwing on his shoes. "What do you want me to think of it as then!?" I yell, a tear or two slipping down my pale cheeks. All this time we'd spent had to have meant something to him, it had too have. "Think of it like this Arabella, in my mind no strings were attached in our 'relationship', everything was more so.." He trails off opening the door ready to leave. "Well more so like first person who falls in love is the first person to be..." And with that I'm left to a shut door and a broken heart. ___ Copyright © 2014 TheDarkestOnes |All Rights Reserved| Highest Rank: #1 in yes daddy #19 in fanfiction #5 in sir #4 in after warning: self harm/rape content, read at your own risk.

Harry Styles is known as "The King" in the world of university fraternities, and he has the same charismatic reputation to accompany his title. In Prescott Academy, Harry is considered their unspoken leader and in his shadow lived is slightly-less interesting twin brother, Marcel Styles. Marcel Styles lived an outcast-life where his main priorities switched from doing well in school and ignoring the brigade of bullies lead by his brother. Neither of the Styles' twins had anything in common, until she came along. Ariana Grande is a spunky 23 year old who in spite of her afflicted past has developed an inward sense of beauty and appreciation in life. But unlike any other new girl, she lacked the one thing most essential to social interactions: eyesight. So when she happens to have the school's most popular figure and his dorky brother interested in her, who will she choose? Because in reality, who would you impress if the whole world was blind? "Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind." ― William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream © theharianadimples

Harry and Ariana find themselves going down different paths in life, but a quote unquote messenger of the greater good is sure that these two belong with each other at the end of the day. So, in a thrilling rift of events Harry and Ariana discover that sometimes fate and free will work hand in hand to bring two broken souls amends. Throw in a psychotic adversary and let the puppet show begin, again. "The course of true love never did run smooth." - William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream © theharianadimples

Harry never imagined of being a multimillionaire at the age of 24, but with his own business and new glamorous lifestyle he can't help but make the most of it. Chloe never imagined to be engaged at 23 to the love her life, but when her job at a small publishing house is taken away from her she finds herself at the door step of MODE When their paths cross again, even more trouble will rise for the teenage lovers. Find out as Harry Styles and Chloe Spencer return in His Girl.

Harry Styles is the wealthy and very strict young CEO of Styles INC. His life seems perfect from the outside: girls, money and a business on the rise. But there is more than the eye can meet. Harry's past follows him every day and prevents him from fully connect with the people around him. What will happen when in his life appears a bubbly and sweet girl? Will he allows someone inside or will he shut her down? *** This story reached #3 on Fanfiction! *** Warnings: Will contain mature contents, violence and strong language. All rights reserved @lazycatgirl

It was five years ago when I had first laid eyes on her. She didn't talk much and focused on her studies. I've never been so intrigued by anyone before and I had never thought about someone so much. We had went without talking much of our high school years and now we stand at graduation, ready to step out into the real world. But I had not achieved the one thing I had so desperately wanted to have. I want Lauren Michaels. A Harry Styles AU

"We are the kids our parents warned us about." Teenage rebellion. Everyone goes through that stage, with similar to almost opposite outcomes. Teenagers are the most distraught of generations. The most raging for freedom and the most willing to fight for it. Serenity Carter plays with fire, and fire isn't as dangerous as she can get. Although portrayed as a modest, respectable young lady in the eyes of her religious parents, she is the Devil's assistant herself. Harry Styles owns the word trouble. With a criminal record, he is known as a nuisance to the town's people. Constantly being judged by his mistakes, he assumes it's better to be silent than to be a fool and explain himself when he clearly doesn't care. He is strong, brave, short tempered. Misunderstood and abrupt. Impulsive and easily annoyed. He might just be the last straw Serenity pulls before her mother finds out. Join Serenity on her wild, mischievous story as a young girl turns into a woman, along the way learning that love is a fragile thing that when broken is a heavy storm.

A story of first true love between an unsuspecting, extroverted girl and an awkward, beautifully magnetic boy. WARNING: Explicit sexuality. All Rights Reserved to styleslegend, 2018 ©

[on going] What if one boy could flip your whole world around in just a matter of weeks? [first posted July 2, 2013] I'm baaacckkk and we are finishing this story. Rewrite also potentially coming... (Jan 10, 2025 return)

"Zayn," he spoke, smoke leaving his lips once again as he dropped the cigarette to the ground, stepping on it with his dark boots. His hand darted in between us as he awaited a response. "January," I said faintly, grabbing his hand. "Nice," he chuckled, making the first move to release my cold fingers. His hands held a nice warmness to them. "Like the month," he nodded. "I like it." *** » read the sequel here http://my.w.tt/UiNb/y9izHftVhv