[COMPLETED] A story that started with a roadtrip in which lots of alcohol and sex was involved but ended with much more complicated things such as love. cover made by @dissolve

A one night stand with Harry Styles: What's the worst that can happen?

To love a psycho, a psycho you must become. // COMPLETED // {WARNING: This fiction contains extreme violence, drug abuse, explicit sexual content and features strong language not suitable for minors. Discretion is advised.}

"Hey, Sierra" he said, wetting his cherry lips with his tongue while staring at me, a somewhat amused look in his green irises. And in that moment, I realised that I was screwed. [BOOK TWO - read Artwork first] 2/11/19 #86 in fanfiction

They say everyone deserves to get a second chance. Me? Well, I got three. *Disclaimer* This story has sexual content, language, alcohol, and some elements of drug use as well as talking about rape and suicide. These characters, events, and places are used fictitiously. Please read at your own risk.

[✓] ∥ "What do you fear most?" At my childish question, she smiles and looks down. In all honesty, I thought we were going to have to stay there all night, that she wouldn't find an answer until the sun comes out. But to my surprise, she looks back up at me within seconds, the smile I fell in love with no longer adorning her face. "Myself." **Warning: contains strong language, drug use and inexplicit sexual content. Copyright © 2014-2016 by funkystyles

With the future looking uncertain at the end of Something Greater - the second book in the Something Great trilogy - has Jenelle survived the dark turn her labour has taken, or is Harry set to be a single father? Life has now become a balancing act between being a father and fulfilling commitments to his career. With his heart being torn in two between his family and his music, Harry makes a final decision that can change not only his life, but everyone around him. With the trilogy coming to a close, does Harry get his happy ending with the family he craved all his life, or does life in the spotlight with influences around him leave him in a pile of regret and nothingness.

Tour is over for Jenelle. She's back in the offices of MTV in Melbourne with new work partner Mason Andrews, while Harry is still taking on a new stadium every night. When things suddenly didn't look promising for Jen and Harry, after distance become all too much to keep the flame alive, something unexpected happens to bring them back together. With a lifelong commitment now between the two, they continue to navigate their way through a very public relationship, while dealing with the loss of friendships, revisiting the past, and adjusting to the new life that is quickly approaching. With a dramatic end in sight, who survives and who is left fighting for their life? Find out in the second book of the Something Great trilogy.

Jenelle Taylor is an everyday girl, with a dream job at the biggest music TV network in Australia. "Boybands have never really been my thing," she says, oblivious to what, or who, is waiting for her in London. When MTV sends her and fellow presenter, Angus, on tour with the biggest boyband in the world, One Direction, flames are quickly ignited between the shy TV presenter and the charming Harry Styles. With 5SOS as the supporting act, and a very persist Ashton Irwin at every turn, interfering love interests, lies and betrayal, lead relationships to be tested at new limits. Can Harry and Jen beat the odds and overcome every curveball thrown at them, or does love between two very different people eventually become too tiresome for the chase?

"Stop being so innocent! It's boring." Harry mocked me. "And how am I supposed to do that?" All playfulness from his face has disappeared. "Let me teach you." At first, my thought was no. An immediate no. I've known Harry my whole life, this would be weird, but i'm tired of being mocked about my innocence. "Fine..." I whispered crossing my arms across my chest. My foot began tapping, a habit I picked up from my mother. "I'll do it, but you can't tell anyone." My finger pointing at him like a mother would do scolding a child. "No one has to know. Not a soul." He leaned further into me, forcefully gripping my hips pushing me against his bedroom wall.