Styliste Stories

The story is based on the one-shot "IT-Support" and begins with this chapter, which has been slightly modified. Louis is a workaholic who isolates himself. He addresses everyone formally until he meets someone in real life whom he considers a friend or a close acquaintance. His new job presents a challenge: a young, modern, and above all, colorful fashion label where addressing colleagues informally (first-name basis) is part of the company culture. Join Louis as he tries to adapt. Will he struggle with it, or will things go smoothly? Will someone help him along the way, or will he manage on his own? TW: Anxiety, isolation This story is purely for entertainment purposes and entirely fictional.

People at Northbridge don't say his name. Harry doesn't belong to anyone-and he's not supposed to want to. But the moment Louis is placed in his dorm, something shifts. Lines blur. Rules break. And suddenly, the one person Harry was never meant to care about becomes the only one he can't stay away from. They were never supposed to fall. And in a place built on control- love is the most dangerous mistake of all.

The one where Louis is a tad possessive, jealous, and otherwise toxic. Harry is a little codependent. Will they get their happy ending?

I took a deep sigh before trying to remember the good times. I turned to Louis' grave smiling weakly. "Louis? I know you can't hear me, but you're watching. Remember that time I tried to kiss you in the dressing room and you ran out like a little priss." I laughed softly turning to Liam's grave. "And Liam.. remember when you confessed your love to Harry to me and made me try to break them up, but it turns out you had the hots for Zayn?" I now turned to Zayn's grave. "Zayn.. we didn't really have any memories, I always felt like you didn't love me. But I know now, you always loved and respected me deep inside your heart. I always loved and respected you. Well, I always will love and respect you." I looked over to Harry's grave giving it a kiss as Liam would want me to. "Harry.. I remember the good times we had together, the endless banters, and jokes. You all were my best lads. You always will be. This is not the last of us. I will stay strong.. for you guys.. I will be strong." I whispered as tears began to brink. I started to cry for the last time as I felt four hands touch my shoulder, two pairs on each side. "We love you too Niall." I heard voices unison causing me to snap up. But everything was cut off with blackness.

| I am so aware that it's absolute cringe in the beginning but I promise it gets better and I'll edit when I'm done | Harry Styles is Charlotte Tomlinson's best friend. But along with Lottie comes her older brother, Louis Tomlinson. Harry Styles has always been fascinated by Louis Tomlinson. But what happens when secrets are revealed? How big are the pretty white lies, or should it be said, the pretty white lines? [The one where Louis loves drugs Or The one where Louis loves his little sister's bestfriend, Harry Styles.] *May be triggering to some* Cover by: alexismaryjordan {started: february 28th 2019}

[ONE] (In Editing) Growing up, Hope Stylinson was supposed to be the favorite child. I mean, it only took her parents nine tries to have a girl. But things change when her nerdy, weird, annoying older brothers become teen heartthrobs overnight. But to the world, she's just the girl who disappears every school year to go to some fancy boarding school. Follow Hope on her journey

Mariana Cruz had always loved cosmetology and music so when the opportunity to be the hair and makeup artist for DJO came about she was thrilled! Mariana wanted to be as professional as possible, meaning Joe could never know she was already his biggest fan... "Joe, I told you I can't explain why Adam said that" I lied. "Mariana... I'm not going to be mad, I just want the truth. Did you or did you not send that picture of us to your friends?" "Friend..." I muttered out. "Friend" he asked. "I only sent it to Taylor but I swear it's not what it sounds like" I yelled out as I could see the anger appearing on Joe's face. "Mary, you said Adam lied... but it was you!" "You said you wouldn't get mad!" "Well, I guess we're both liars now, huh" he asked as he pushed past me. "Joe, please let me explain! I sent that photo to ONE person and it wasn't to get money or whatever you're thinking" I explained as he continued to ignore me. "I did it because I-" "Because you what, Mary? Because why" he yelled as he slammed the door shut. "Because I..."

⚠️ The story is unfinished and is currently under deep editing. I will keep the original chapters, but will be changing the story so it makes sense. - Original story description: Louis is a hard-working teen who's obedient to his strict moral parents, tries to portray a popular jock at Chestnut Hill High, and tries (fails) to be a loyal boyfriend to Ashley Scott. But he hasn't been trying to actually be himself, doing what he really likes, and living a normal youthful life. That's when a new family moves into the "perfect" suburban town next door where Louis meets an intimidating yet interesting guy, Harry. He's antisocial with a nasty attitude mixed with a soft vulnerable side at times. He marches to the beat of his own drum and loves to cause trouble when he's bored. - BEST RANKS since publication: Larry Shipper ↳ #8 (Jan 2020) - © 2019-2020

**COMPLETED ✓** Ex-husbands, Harry and Louis, have two daughters (twins to be exact), and they send them to a summer camp. But what will happen when their daughters discover that they are twins? What will they do when they discover that their parents separated them at birth, and that they have just gotten to know each other? But most importantly, they plot on bringing their parents back together, will they succeed? (A/N based on the 1998 movie "the parent trap") Highest rankings! #1 in funny story - #2 (nov 17, 2024) #1 in sassmasters #66 in sisters - #82 (nov 17, 2024) #442 in styles #139 in larry - #57 (nov 17, 2024) #97 in stylinson #478 in harrystyles #366 in louistomlinson #283 in liampayne #225 in zaynmalik - #274 (nov 17, 2024) #66 in taylor - #99 (nov 17, 2024) #310 in niallhoran - #298 (nov 17, 2024) #228 in twins - #280 (nov 17, 2024) #92 in stylinson #320 in liampayne #17 in jennifer - #18 (nov 17, 2024) #356 in gaylove - #442 (nov 17, 2024) #300 in siblings - #331 (nov 17, 2024) #50 in ziam #4 in shiall - #7 (nov 17, 2024 #3 in captainniall - #4 (nov 17, 2024) (Enjoy reading!)

Louis and Harry Tomlinson-Styles were once high school sweethearts who dreamed of a life together. From the moment they met, they knew they wanted to build a future side by side. Their love story was filled with promise: getting married in their early twenties, welcoming children into their world, and imagining a lifetime of happiness and family adventures. It was everything they had always dreamed of. For a while, everything seemed perfect. They shared everything-laughter, tears, sleepless nights, and milestones. Their children brought joy and chaos in equal measure, and their bond was the foundation of a beautiful family. But as the years went on, cracks began to form beneath the surface. Small misunderstandings turned into larger disagreements, and the weight of life's challenges slowly pulled them apart. Despite their best efforts to hold on, the love that once seemed unbreakable started to fade. They grew distant, their paths diverging. Eventually, they made the decision to divorce. Harry moving away, seeking a fresh start somewhere far from London, while Louis remained in the city, left to raise their four children alone. It was not how Louis had envisioned his life unfolding single-handedly navigating parenthood, juggling work, school runs, and sleepless nights, all while holding onto the hope that someday, stability and happiness might return. Then, unexpectedly, Harry decided to move back to London. After years apart, he returned with a new perspective, a desire to reconnect, and a hope for reconciliation not necessarily as a couple, but as a family that could find a new way forward. His return stirred a whirlwind of emotions in everyone-hope, nostalgia, uncertainty, and curiosity about what the future might hold. What happens to their family? Will they find a way to rebuild what was lost? Can they bridge the distance, both physical and emotional, and create a new chapter together? Or will the wounds of the past prove too deep to mend?

𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒆𝒅. 𝑯𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆. ────୨ৎ──── 𝑲𝑨𝑺𝑯𝑽𝑰 𝑻𝑯𝑨𝑲𝑼𝑹, a brilliant fashion stylist and model has perfected the art of hiding her heart. Because the man she loves was never meant to be hers. 𝑨𝑹𝑺𝑯𝑽𝑬𝑬𝑹 𝑺𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑯 𝑹𝑨𝑻𝑯𝑶𝑹𝑬, her best friend's enigmatic brother. A ruthless CEO. A man bound by responsibilities, not emotions. While she loves in silence, he remains untouched by the storm she carries within. But in a world ruled by duty, secrets, and unspoken desires... fate begins to weave its own story. And some feelings? They refuse to stay buried forever. Will their hidden love finally come to light... or will they remain nothing more than distant shadows in each other's lives? ────୨ৎ────

Where Louis gets in clean and Harry gets people out alive- and neither of them is prepared for what happens when the only thing more dangerous than the mission is each other.

Faces, moods, colors, and covers- this book is where characters find their visual voice and stories find their outer form. Aesthetic, expressive, and designed to be seen.

[Love At Twilight Series Book 1] [soulmates AU] In which she is the new personal outfit stylist for the leader of Stray Kids, Bang Chan. - a Bang Chan fanfiction - romance, fluff, softcore

"Begone. Gone. For divinity has dispersed. Now humanity's destiny is forged. We are all labeled APOSTATIC." God's a fucking joke. You learn that pretty quick living under a sky full of pipes. This planet never had fuel. No coal. No oil. Nothing worth burning. After that steam engines invention, the industrial revolution came, because some brilliant psycho discovered the human body produces more energy than any engine ever built. After that? Everything went to hell. Steam towers, pressure boilers, turbine halls, gearworks big enough to swallow city blocks. Pipes running through buildings like veins. Dynamos humming day and night. The rich call it progress. Yeah, no shit. Down here we call it processing. And it turns out - people are the fuel now. We burn REAL great.The government runs a nice polite system called Contribution. Families give something to keep the generators spinning - a limb, a kid, sometimes the whole damn household if their district falls behind quota. Do it long enough and they Promote you. That means they bolt you into a pressure rig and let the turbines chew your pulse into electricity. Meanwhile the rich bastards float above us in their clean little sky-city pretending the world isn't powered by screaming. Down here it's gangs, rust, meat grinders, cannibalism drugs and cult freaks chanting that the engines are holy punishment. Dumbasses. Name's Poppy Van Carter. That's what the records tell me. Mechanic. Smoker. I keep broken steam engines alive because if they stop, the whole rotten city drops out of the sky. Funny thing is... Apparently my body produces more power than any damn boiler they've got. Which means everyone suddenly wants me. Government. Cult. Even my half-sister Akira Steinhelm. And I just wanted to fix engines and smoke in peace. Instead I'm stuck in this rusted hellhole waiting to see how many nails do I have to drive into my neck to get out. Welcome to APOSTATIC, BITCH

★ This story is set in the Heated Rivalry universe. ★ Shane Hollander thrives on control-every outfit, every detail, every move planned to perfection. Then he sees Ilya Rozanov. Bold. Carefree. Magnetic in a way Shane can't ignore. What begins as fascination quickly turns into inspiration... then obsession... and before Shane knows it, everything he thought he understood about himself begins to shift. And somehow, in the chaos of stolen glances and late-night designs, they find each other. ★ Sorry if there's grammar/spelling mistakes that I haven't fixed! :) ★I also want to mention that this story explores explicit scenes and includes swearing! - Disclaimer - ★ This book is set in the Heated Rivalry universe, I do not own the original book or characters! ★ The original book is Heated Rivalry by Rachel Reid. ★ I hope you all enjoy! :] ★ This story is still in progress, and I will update it regularly until it's finished.

Mute, though he could still speak a thousand words. Depressed, though he could still smile as if nothing was wrong.

- Harry, jestem w ciąży. - pojedyncza łza wędrowała po moim policzku, patrząc na zakłopotanie w oczach najbliższej mi osoby, Twoich oczach. - Lou, kochanie, wszystko jakoś się ułoży. - cholernie się bałem, ale Twoje słowa dodawały mi pewnego rodzaju stabilności. - Proszę, obiecaj, że mnie nie zostawisz z tym samego. - moje propozycję były wręcz nierealne, komiczne, beztroskie i nie warte niczego. - Obiecuję, skarbie. - ale ty jednak się zgodziłeś. - Na mały paluszek? - Na najmniejszy. Okładkę wykonała @Inginia

Måneskin/ Ethan Torchio fanfic🦋 When y/n's dreams start to come true...✨ . . . . . . . Starting date: 24/8/2021❤️

Louis Tomlinson is a loser a freak a nobody you name it! But he tries not to let anything get to him usually he succeeds but four boys have been ruining his school life from the minute he stepped foot into his high school. Those boys are Liam Payne, Niall Horan, Zayn Malik and worst of all Harry Styles. Louis has no idea why Harry and his gang hate him so much they never picked on him in middle school but high school was a whole new ball game. Its like they snapped usually Harry does most of the physical harm while the others mostly torment him through words. people seem to believe he has this perfect home life with rich parents and an older brother to look out for him. Well they are wronghis parents are either out working or drinking their life away leaving him with his older brother Tim. Tim is horrible worse then Harry and his friends combined instead of looking out for him hes the one doing the most damage. Louis cant handle it anymore will anyone help him or leave him to face his problems alone