Harrystory Stories

"And what if I hurt you... What if I play you at your own games?" Neve Adams was brought up in a crime stricken family; both elder brothers being heavily involved with every bad thing that is plastered over the headlines day in, day out. With no way of making it respectively in the world she turns to what her brothers do best, hushed on her criminal tendencies she tries to get her feet up and moving in the world around her. Harry Styles had never known how to be point-blank "good" in life: he had been dragged up with countless criminal charges against his name before the age of twenty. Looking to abandon his underworld reputation he promises one last job with his boys. A fateful night in a thirty storey carpark bring the two personalities crashing together, bounding them at the seams as they embark on a poisonous journey that neither will forget.

I didn't think it was possible to be so fascinated by one person, but I was. And I couldn't do anything about it.

❝and you were just like the moon, so lonely, so full of imperfections, but just like the moon, you shined in times of darkness.❞

In which a lonely girl writes letters to the boy she loves, the boy who doesn't even know she exist; to Harry Styles.

" I felt dizzy, trying so hard to breath. It was like my heart was broken into a million pieces. All I could think about were our memories. The memories that never left my heart. I wanted to scream, shout and throw everything I see to the wall. But I even can't cry... not now. I tried to look as calm as I could. But I feel like I'm going to explode any minute. Everyone was right. Why did I have to be so stubborn. Why me? I looked at Harry. He didn't say anything. He was looking at the ground. Emberrased. His face became redder and redder. This can't be true. It's a dream right? No, it's a nightmare. Please let it be a nightmare..."

Your friends dare you to get married to someone, and stay like that for a week. The only catch is that they have to choose who you marry. And who do they choose? Harry Holland, of course.

And what do you do when you are one gunshot away from someone else choosing for you? "I love you!" and everything turned dark.