"In order for this to work...you have to be open." Harry laughed...condescendingly? I set my coffee down and folded my arms on top of the table. "What's the problem?" He took another sip of his coffee, set it to the side, and clasped his naked hands together, setting them on the table in front of him. "The problem is that you, like every other reporter, say these nice things but then the second I walk away from the conversation, I'm made out to be a womanizer and a diva." I raised my eyebrows at that and leaned forward. "Well...are you a womanizer and a diva Mr. Styles?" I watched as something that I couldn't quite define flashed through his green eyes. "No. I am not." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ What happens when Harry Styles, the one who swore he'd never open up, becomes the vulnerable one? What happens when he pushes back against the mysterious journalist, Rue Kline, and forces her to open up as well? "I don't wanna be alone when it ends..."

Violet falls infatuated with a man by the stage name of Styles. He wears black jeans and battered boots always, rotating between t-shirts and frilly shirts. He has the unsteadiest of hands, for he puts everything he has into hitting the high notes and less into breathing. He is the embodiment of everything a singer should be; beautiful, captivating. Within the walls of his home, away from Club 102, Harry struggles to get by. He is broken, all shaky hands and fingertips stained blue from too many nights spent in the shower, clutching at soaked denim. He is but the shadow of a man that used to be, and never would be again. Violet falls in love with a man by the name of Harry Styles. It is undeniable; he loves her. But it isn't enough. Cover by: @milkystyles

"Why are you asking me these questions?" I say, I can feel a panic attack coming on. I close my eyes taking a deep breath in and a deep breath out. I don't care how stupid I look. I don't want to have a panic attack in front of him, I've never had a panic attack in front of anyone before. "Well I can tell how anxious you are," he states, pointing to my shaking hands. "And I thought maybe I can help distract from whatever is making you so nervous. Are you like this all the time or is it just me?" he continues. "No, trust me it's not you, I'm like this all the time," I say, my voice now shaking. I feel like I could cry. ~ ~ ~ Leah Davis is a very anxious girl. Anxious to the point where it makes it hard for her to open up to people, in fear of getting hurt. She meets Harry, a confident rock star, at least she thinks he is. He takes her on a wild ride of figuring out how to be open with people. Will she ever be fully open with Harry? {BOOK 1/2} started 7/14/20 ~ ended 10/4/20 BEST RANKINGS: 1 in #harry 1 in #styles 1 in #one 1 in #direction 1 in #anxiety 2 in #onedirection ALL RIGHTS RESERVED @cryinginacoolway_132

[Completed] [MATURE CONTENT / 18+] In which an escort agrees to be the third in a marriage that's hanging by a thread. You know our love would be tragic So you don't pay it, don't pay it no mind. We live with no lies, you're my favourite kind of night.

it really is LOVE on tour

Book 2 of 5 in the No Control series (COMPLETE) This is the sequel to No Control..... Ever Since New York: Lies are told, secrets are uncovered and One Direction continues the OTRA tour. Is there life after Harry Styles for Jessica Bradshaw? She's about to find out. I do not allow translations. Highest Ranking: #1 in Fanfiction 11/12/16

"I never thought I believed in soulmates, but how could I not when I have proof right in front of me?" - - - Norah is a college student just trying to get by. Harry is one of the biggest pop stars on Earth and his fame is only rising. A course of events leads to a relationship that's only asking for disaster. - - **TW: Story contains mature content like minor scenes of sexual content, minor scenes of violence, and themes involving anxiety and depression **As I said, there is only a minor amount of smut, but this story will take you through a rollercoaster of emotions!

If you would have told me that I'd let him in that night, I would have laughed at you. And If you would have told me I would fall in love with him months later, I probably would have dropped dead. I was never the vulnerable type, until he seemed to change just about everything within me.

In order to be taken seriously, Lexi has had to become something she hates; emotionless, ruthless and a little bit brutal. But despite the tough exterior, she has one weakness, a green-eyed man with a smile that makes her stomach flip and ego so big she wants to slap it right out of him.

"Don't you think it was fate that we met?" I say as i run my hands through Cora's hair softly. Our eyes on the golden light as it twinkles back at us in the sunlight. Cora laughs a little under her breath before she turns her head to face me, her face doing the same as we lock eyes. "What do you mean?" She murmurs with a cheesy smile already knowing what i meant but just wanting me to say it out loud. I let out a deep breath as a smile appears on his lips, she knows what shes doing, but that doesn't stop me. "After everything we have been through, I think that was just our way of getting to eachother" i smiles as i lean in kissing Cora's forehead. "We are the art of fate, baby" A story of two people, who couldn't fight the fate. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @WATAMELONSUGAHI 1# HARRYSTYLESFANFIC 2# in Harrystyles 1# in softharry 2&3# in softharrystyles