DELIVERY, a 2016 WATTY Award winner, featured in Cosmo Magazine and as an Editors' Pick on Wattpad After Dark. http://www.cosmopolitan.com/a61599 Harry is a graduate student studying for his master's degree in business and buying into an expanding organic restaurant. With intense determination, he pursues a former professor who is ten years his senior. She has a violent past and a nasty ex-husband. Harry finds himself pulled into her battle to free herself from the past. Harry is prepared to fight for what he wants, and in this case, he wants Professor M. "For Harry, there was no turning back. The nerves were coiled in his belly, snaking through his bloodstream, pounding in his brain like an infection. Trepidation, however, would not end his quest for her. His physical need for Madelyn was nearly as overwhelming and the need to know her mind and envelop her essence. Whatever made her the woman she was, he craved it as though his hunger was insatiate. This wasn't a game or a dalliance for Harry. He was all in, feet first. Now he had to convince Madelyn to throw caution to the wind and jump with him."

"I love you, banana." "I love you forever, Daddy!" In which internationally famous Boyband singer, Harry Styles, has a little girl at his door claiming to be his daughter. Where a unique relationship between a little girl and her pop star Daddy leads them to find her Mommy. And most importantly, Harry to find the love of his life and find out what the hell was going on.

"How do you think your parents would react to your success if they were still here today?" ... Jessica Steele is a world renowned singer. Harry Styles is her best friend. Things get crazy when a world tour comes into play. Boundaries are pushed, loyalties are tested, emotions spill, and sometimes love just isn't the answer to everything. [highest ranking: #7 in fanfiction] * I DON'T OWN ANY SONG/LYRICS USED IN THIS STORY. ALL CREDIT IS DUE TO THE ORIGINAL AUTHOR/WRITER. THEY ARE ONLY USED FOR FILLER AND IMAGERY PURPOSES. I DO NOT OWN THEM OR TAKE ANY CREDIT FOR THEM.

Third and final story of The Pact trilogy.

The Pact continuation.

There's a thin line between love and hate..

" Dont leave me okay?" He breathed, voice barley audible " Okay" She whispered back " Promise?" He pressed his forehead to hers and stared deeply into her eyes. " I promise" She looked up at him " You're my everything, I can't lose you" He kissed her mouth. When I took one look at you I knew there was no turning back. I fell for you so now I'm yours. <3

"When you're young, everything feels like the end of the world. But it's not, it's just the beginning." We were ruined after I left her alone. She was clueless that I needed to leave for my ownself and for my own dream. I was selfish. I made a promise of a future with her filled with happiness but ended up breaking it. She shed a lot of tears because of me, and I know I shouldn't have done it. I'm a fool to hurt a girl who deserves something better. He ruined everything after leaving without saying good bye. He left me with piles of problems and responsibilities that I couldn't even manage on my own. It was like he doesn't care, he doesn't care at all. It was a stupid decision to fall in love to those mesmerizing pair of eyes. I experienced couple of melancholy nights because of him, but I know he wasn't worth it. How can I even trust him again if He Lied? Characters that aren't part of One Direction and the events inside the story are fictional. Please do not copy. Thank you. ©2012 Young_Directioners, Philippines

We're all mad here, it's Wonderland. ~ Harry latches onto my passionate on-beat arms as he keeps me from moving forward. "Are you fuckin' mad?" He grits through his teeth. "I'm in Wonderland, Pretty Boy," I throw my free arm in the air, motioning to the surrounding world. "Of course, I've gone a little mad." He flips me around as the level of infuriation rises throughout his clenched jaw, trying to remain composed. "Don't try and be something you're not, Presley." I rip away from his hold, furrowing my brows from the curt statement, the honest revelation that should've just stayed within his mind. "We'll never be the heroes, and you know that," he says, colder than the Arctic's towering waves. "We'll never win." We'll never find Purple. Purple, the color of the Star-Crossed Lovers.

"Say my name," Harry said, his hands groping my butt and pushing me against the wall. "Say it." "H-Harry." I whined, and he abruptly pushed his pelvis against me, pinning me to the wall and pulling his head back to look at me. "That's not my name." He growled. His eyes were full of lust and his breathing was heavy on my cheeks. "Daddy." _____________________________________________ This is NOT a l*rry fanfic _____________________________________________ #1 in Fanfiction - 05/20/17 #2 in harrystylesau - 04/28/23 #25 in harrystyles - 01/13/20 #32 in sugardaddy - 01/03/21 #101 in styles - 04/28/23 #171 in onedirection - 05/26/20