"Listen to me, princess. I've had enough of your attitude. We're both in hell here. So either suck it up or shut up. Do I make myself clear?" -- Emma Winston never expected her father to become President of the United States. When she got accepted into her dream school she never expected to have a secret service agent assigned to her 24/7. And when she meets Harry Styles, her personal 24/7 agent, she never expected she could hate someone so much. Will Harry and Emma learn to silently and spitefully coexist, or will circumstances they never could have anticipated change everything they thought about each other? HIGHEST RANK #1 IN FANFICTION Reviews: "24/7 a very lovely book. It's one of my favourite stories ever! It's really well written and soooo cute. I get so damn excited when it has a new chapter. You always get surprised bc there is often something you don't expect to happen. It's perfect♥️" - @FantaStyles "24/7 is worth the read for anyone, not just Harry stans. It's not predictable or cliche like the title may suggest to some. The amount of times I've gotten whiplash from the characters and the situations is uncountable. The storyline is well thought out and the character development is amazing. This book is an 11/10." - @takemyeverybreath "24/7 is far from the cliche fanfiction it might seem. It's a bodyguard story deluxe with plenty of action (and not just the sexy kind). The characters are well written three dimensional people who really grow on you as you keep reading more and more chapters. There is plenty of drama going on, but unlike you often see, it isn't drama for the sake of drama. The plot is very well constructed and the cliffhangers will certainly keep you on the edge of your seat and checking the Wattpad app or site more often then you might like to admit for updates." - @SophiaGordons

Sarah boards a flight to Malaysia blissfully unaware of two things: 1. Heartthrob Harry Styles is seated up ahead in first class 2. Their plane is about to go down in the Indian Ocean

"nice vent, but wrong number" She got cheated on and, even though she had already deleted her ex's number from her phone, she still had something to say. The problem was that she missed a number, and then, she met Harry. 2018, Harry Styles Fan Fiction

"Take it! Just take it!" I demanded in annoyance, springing my whole body out as I tackled Harry from behind. "For the tenth time I don't want your stupid virginity!"

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.

Roots from the trees go deep within the soil of the earth. Roots within us grow deep within our soul, linking us to our family, our hopes, our dreams.. Our roots lead us to our start.. they lead us to our heart. Sterling King is a girl with deep roots, and long branches that lead to nothing. Harry Styles is a boy with bright leaves, and ever growing colors. EXCERPT: "Hi." "Um... hi." "What's your name?" "Sterling...." "Well... Aren't you going to ask me what mine is?" "No...Why would I do that?" "Because I'm a stranger peaking over the fence... I thought you'd be curious." "Well I'm a stranger sitting in a tree house... I stopped being curious a long time ago. Curiosity brings nothing but trouble." "Well I'm Harry... and I'm curious about you Sterling..." "Well... stop." -------------------------- DO NOT PRINT MY WORK!!! "Roots are not in landscape or a country, or a people, they are inside you." - Isabel Allende • TW: mentions of death, and rape/sexual assault. PTSD.

"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 exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

Most 22-year-olds think they're indestructible. Aideen however, the youngest sister of Niall Horan, has known her entire life that she in very, very DEstructable. Born with Cystic Fibrosis, Aideen struggles daily to keep up with her healthy peers. After graduating college and barely surviving an infection that lands her in a grueling 6-month stay in hospital, Aideen admits she's no longer able to care for herself the way she used to. Always the considerate older brother, Niall insists she move in with him. But when Niall's work calls him to a week away in prep for his upcoming tour, Aideen finds herself in the care of the one person she least expected- her brother's former bandmate Harry Styles. Author's Note: This is my first attempt at fanfiction. I tried to make the story line as realistic as possible because it's based on my personal struggle with illness and self-worth. Don't be turned away by that though, it's still goopy romantic and soft. #1 in Chronic Illness 3/11/2020 #1 in 1D 4/12/2020 #2 in Cystic Fibrosis 8/13/2020 #6 in One Direction 3/12/2020 #13 in Harry Styles 3/12/2020

Maybe she shouldn't have opened her door in the middle of the night. 24/06/19 #3 in fanfiction 24/06/19 #3 in romance

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.*