Softharry Stories

After attending the final night of Love On Tour at Wembley Stadium, Amelia - an ordinary fan - shares a brief but deeply personal moment with Harry Styles when he notices her sign thanking him for helping her feel less alone. What begins as an unforgettable concert experience unexpectedly turns into private messages and a quiet coffee meeting in London. But will it lead to something more? As their connection grows, so do the complications. Public attention, online speculation, and the pressures of fame quickly intrude on something that feels genuine and fragile. While Harry struggles with living a life constantly observed, Amelia must adjust to being pulled into a world she never asked to be part of. This story contains mentions of strong anxiety disorders as well as frequent panic attacks. I will try to include warning on these chapters that have strong mentions otherwise there will be small hints at anxiety throughout the story.

harry is just on the edge of thirty-five, and y/n is someone he's sure he shouldn't get involved with. until she seeks him out, anyway, and he realizes no one has ever really shown her how she should be treated.

A love story on Instagram like no other

" Everytime you hurt me the less that I cry" flashback* " shut the fuck up harry! I do what the fuck I want. shit! your such a pesky Bitch about everything" I store at him eyes wide and glossy with tears that didn't spill over. I'm used to it. *end* " Everytime you leave me the quicker these tears dry" flashback* "I can't fucking do this. get out my face" Louis said with cold eyes. he put a hand around the brunette girls small waist and walked away leaving me with an aching heart and dried out tears leaving a path of salty rivers. *end* " and Everytime you walk out the less I love you" flashback* I stood there flinching at the sound of the door slamming into it's place. he left. I bit my lip to suppress the sob threatening to come out. I sighed deeply my head down facing the floor my arms wrapped tightly around myself as I walked to the couch sitting there. starting at the door and waiting. waiting for him to come back. something told me he wouldn't. *end* " we don't stand a chance it's sad but it's true* flashback* I'm leaving him im done. I can't keep letting him play me and hurt me. I know I deserve better... don't I? a tear slipped out my eye as I packed my last bag. i though about it. I've got ten years in this. so if I leave then it's it. But im so through being mistreated. I tensed feeling a presence behind me. slowly I turned to face him. " h-harry? we're are you going." his voice sounded so small and vulnerable. i ached to reach out to him and pull him into a tight hug. but I didn't. I couldn't. " I...i-i can't any more l-lou. I need to leave this isn't good for us." he bit his trembling lip. " please? baby I love you. you can't leave me I need you haz.." the nickname really hit home. I sobbed putting a hand over my mouth to stop them but it was useless. hesitantly I wrapped my arms around his neck his around my waist and we cried clinging to each other. and I knew. I wasn't going anywhere. fuck. im hopeless. *end*

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probably the most ironic story you'll ever read. El oh el. © SMUGGYSTYLES 2019

she. she is as perfect as a painting, as delicate as a flower. rays of sunshine and purity pour out of her as she walks by, like a flood; and everyone stares.. completely mesmerized. 'i'm just a girl from a flower shop, i'm nothing special.' she thinks to herself... ...until one day she spots him, he her. they stare into each other's eyes; getting lost in them. lost in a space where they can feel each other's soul. they feel their love story start to begin. -----

"They say insanity is trying the same thing but expecting something new" - Anson Seabra. SEQUEL TO STYLIST El kept telling him it was only meant to be for one night. She kept that mentality, or tried to. Harry didn't believe one bit of the front she put up so he fought hard. Right when he had her...he pushed her away. Through heart break and confusion that neither of them expected they found each other again, but can they make it work, or were they truly doomed from the start? EXCERPT: "When someone like me feels pain, or happiness or anything for that matter, I take it and I go with it... I use it as inspiration." He tells me. "So you wrote a song about me?" I ask, feeling my hands fumble as I try not to act as nervous as I feel while waiting for the answer. "The whole album is about you..." he tells me, and I realize he's more nervous than I am. I broke his heart... we broke each other's heart, and now all we can do is pick up the broken pieces... or try to.

Luna May Wallace had her dream life. She was the photographer for her boyfriend's band, traveled around the world doing something she loved every day, went to her dream school, and had the dream boyfriend if dream meant horrible... She's on a roller-coaster of feelings until she learns her boyfriend does something she never thought he'd do... Cheat. Now she's stuck in a city with no job, no boyfriend, and no one else but herself. Until she meets Harry, a guy who just travels for the fun of it, sleeps around with whoever he wants, but he has a secret that he never shares, and a journal that no one touches. When they bump into each other for the first time, it seems they never stop bumping into each other. He doesn't do relationships, and she doesn't trust them. But can a hallway, change that?

The story of a girl with a troubled past and the boy who falls too fast.

harry styles & rosemarie carrington have known each other for decades. one night together and now they have something and someone in common. the world isn't ready for it. can they keep up with the social media pressure? social media | harry styles

IN WHICH she hates him, but has to pretend to be in love with him. harry styles x fem. oc social media x real life

Follow harry and the love of his life through the parenthood of their children

"Every man is designed with fears, but I simply just don't have any." The tale of two completely different people, bonding over the strangest things. The key word is strangest.

two lost souls under the same galaxy

Nineteen year old Eden finds herself in a situation were she has no option but to move to England with the main purpose of looking after her sick aunt. Life there becomes monotonous and boring and she doesn't expect for it to better anytime soon. Until one rainy night, a mysterious stranger decides to keep her company. From the night they meet, a beautiful friendship blossomed, but will it stay like that or will they eventually accept the strong connection attaching them together from the beggining?

He's perfect. His eyes sparkle. His hair so curly. And his laugh. Oh his laugh. But is he what I need rn or am I just wasting my time? Noelle Chavez left her home to continue her education at one of the best schools in California and on top of everything else trying to drag her down, meeting Harry Styles just dragged her down more. Despite all of that, she won't let anyone get in her way of doing what she loves the most and making a name for herself.

A complicated story of first love between a captivating, delicate girl and the boy who her parents would tell her to keep clear of. WARNING: sexual content, defensive language. All rights reserved to Hisskin, 2018 ©️

when two people fall in love it isn't two halves mending into a whole, it's two wholes who have each been broken down, teaching each other how to be whole again.

A Harry Styles Fanfic