[COMPLETED] Bentley Hale is the best street racer in the Bay Area, but everything changes when she becomes wrapped up with Harry Styles, the new official racer for the Oakland Kings gang. Bentley's got a wicked mind and the attitude to match, but so does Harry. Money, murder, family, love, gangs, drugs, sex, cars, Ca...
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...
If you were to mention her name in a locker room, or in a girls bathroom, you would always get the same look and smirk sent in your direction. Because she was an urban legend. Someone people told their younger siblings about when they wanted to brag about how awesome it was to be a teenager. The details and the ending...
"So here's the thing," he starts. "I didn't mean what I said a few weeks ago to like, hurt your feelings or anything. If you like painting your nails, then you should do that, and not like, care if anyone else doesn't like it because their opinions shouldn't matter, you know?" Louis takes a breath, finally glancing ov...
Harry has Haphephobia. He refuses to touch skin and skin to touch him. Louis is the roomate that just wants a peek under Harry's gloves, and sooner, his heart. highest rank: 2 in larry stylinson comments:
Harry has only had his room for thirty-two minutes when it stops being his. Uni AU. Harry had turned up at the halls of residence expecting fun, new friends, and maybe a life experience or two. What he doesn't expect is a surprise roommate who's loud and dramatic and obsessed with tea and is maybe, actually, all he's...
Harry breaks up with his boyfriend a day before Valentine's Day and Louis tries to cheer him up.
"You two are both acting like babies, I hate not knowing who to blame, I am super horny! I mean really horny and all I want is some sweet and sour chicken with some chow mein!" I screamed at the two men who stood across from me pointlessly fighting with each other. "I mean, baby you know I would love to go down on you...
The hall is still a little bit crowded but no one is paying attention to the girl with the crazy I-just-had-sex hair and no panties under her skirt. I can't believe what just happened and I never will. I had sex with the one and only Harry Styles. Highest rank: #1 in Fanfiction.
Harry Styles, a name everyone knows on NYU campus. Superstar player on the lacrosse field and known for his one night stands. Harry has it all, captain of his sports team and the attention of any girl he wants, that is until someone unexpected shows up on his doorstep.
Busy schedules and fear broke them apart. One little thing brought them back together.
Set two years after the events of Ours; the hiatus has hit hard and no one is feeling its after effects more than Marnie. Can they make it to the big day? The second installment of Harry and Marnie's story. [Please read Ours first otherwise this won't make sense!]
Working for a world-leading mafia, Harry knows how to kill, how to hunt his victims, and how to avoid any company of any kind. He's used to a lonely, quiet, and harsh environment. He is the best at what he does. And everything he does becomes problematic when he's assigned to protect the boss's daughter from world-kno...
She was gorgeous green eyes and curly locks just like her father. Her name... Darcy May Joy.
*Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content* [COMPLETED] "Strangers in the dark can change your life in the light." "As I reach the front door I can't help the same question swimming around in my mind, what could possibly be on all of those tapes?" ----- Preview: "You wanna try and be my medicine Abby?" he asks with a...
An ambitious assistant. A perfectionist boss. Fighting. One-upmanship. Name calling. Intimidation. A lot of long hours at the office means the assistant will need to find a way to get along with The Boss.
"you're so small." as if to prove his point, louis squeezed harry tightly in his arms, and harry just scrunched up a little bit, snuggling his head impossibly farther into louis' chest. "my pretty paper doll." and when louis squeezed him again, placing a shaky, yet warm kiss on harry's cold forehead, harry felt his he...
Duplicity doo-plis-i-tee noun deceitfulness in speech or conduct, as by speaking or acting two different ways to different people concerning the same matter; the quality of having two elements or parts being twofold or double. Mary did not think life could get any worse. Then she met Harry Styles.
When Marnie met Harry Styles in a club in Soho the last thing she expected was to wind up pregnant with his child. After almost two years of remaining adamant that Harry musn't know about their daughter, what happens when she cracks and is thrown into the world of One Direction? Highest ranking: #4 in Fanfiction
~COMPLETED~ "is it so wrong, that you make me strong" I allowed the tears to stream down my face. *Edited*
Set six months after the events of Theirs, we begin the countdown to the biggest day of Marnie's life. But is it ever really that straight forward? The final installment of Harry and Marnie's story. [Please read Ours and Theirs first or this won't make much sense!]
Becka is really excited to tell Harry the news about her newly found pregnancy but when she finds him cheating on her, .... again. she can't stand it anymore so she leaves. Years later she thinks she will never see him again since he became so famous. But when her four year old gets lost in a crowd of girls ending up...
[COMPLETED] What would you do if your roommate was the person you hate the most? Amy now lives with her enemy. The one who broke her heart and she hated. The one and only, Harry Styles. © londonstars
"There's no such thing as soul mates. I mean just because someone is perfect for you doesn't mean you're meant to be with them. The thing about love is that it's unexpected - the best kind anyway."
"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He...
