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Different
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Ongoing, First published Nov 28, 2013
This is a Harry Styles fanfiction where he is a normal British boy who recently moved to northern California. An accidental bump in the hallway with Elizabeth Silverstone will cause their relationship to grow after they see each other at a high school party...

"But Harry, we aren't even alike. We come from two different worlds. I'm a nerd: Mathematics, biology, physics. You're a jock: Football, hockey, basketball! You and I, it's like trying to divide by zero, impossible! Like, t-trying to find the end to pi, impossible! I-If someone finds out about us-"

"Elizabeth, they won't. Trust me."

"I-I don't know, Harry. It's pretty risky." 

"Do you trust me?"

"...Yes. Yes I do."
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29 parts Complete Mature

[a harry styles fanfiction] - lawyer!harry ▪︎ ▪︎ Note to my past self--do not, I repeat, do not say yes to marrying the handsome stranger you happen to know absolutely nothing about. I wasn't getting married in a lush green garden while the few friends I had cheered us on as I had always imagined I would. I wasn't laughing or crying from extreme happiness as every bride did at one point during the ceremony. I wasn't even wearing a white dress, let alone my dream wedding gown. Instead of a beautiful wedding dress, I had on a simple blue dress and I was standing next to the wrong man, one who did nothing but frown and glower. Also, his grip surprisingly tight around mine. Such a simple act, but holding a stranger's hand while you're getting married? Not fun. Hell, forget about handholding--I was about to be the wife of a man I knew nothing more about than what a quick Google search had provided. Yet I had willingly and knowingly agreed to this, hadn't I? ▪︎ ▪︎ [not my original story]