Isn't She Lovely: Harry Styles

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This story is deicated to best friend Katie! <3 I love her and I know she's in love with Hazza. So I just want to say this is based on a weird dream I had about this story! Hope you enjoyAll Rights Reserved

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(COMPLETED!) (EDITED!) We always do almost everything together. But after that incident 5 years ago, I've never saw him ever again. Hell I don't think he even knows if I'm still alive or not. I tried to contact him after I've recovered from coma and being temporary muted, But no matter how hard I do he's out of reach now. I always watch him on YouTube and use my brother's phone to know how he is. He seems fine I guess, He looks so happy with his life now. But what pains me is the fact that he's still wearing that necklace until now. Maybe he still remembers me? Or maybe not. I guess he believes that I am already dead. --- (a/n): You must have a mature understanding before you read this. I'm warning you all... :P TRIGGER WARNING THO THIS STORY IS ABOUT PHYSICAL MENTAL AND EMOTIONALLY UNSTABLE PLEASE DO KNOW THIS STORY'S INTENTION IS TO RAISE AWARENESS AND NOT TO COST FURTHERMORE DAMAGE AD BASE FROM PERSONAL PREFERENCE THANK YOU this is my first book so spare with me. *MATURE! I repeat, MATURE! (but poorly written.)*

meet me in the hallway |h.s| by yellauzzz

[UNEDITED] 'cause once you go without it, nothing else will do • • • "Why angel?" he asks, smiling, and I nod. "Cause you- you're my sweet creature and angels...angels are sweet creatures." My stomach flutters at his words. He did not only call me a sweet creature, but he also called me his. I don't think he noticed that but I did. I say the next words that come to my mind without thinking twice about them and not making any sense to him. "And you are my beautiful sunflower." • • • contains sexual content, minor drug/alcohol use

"You can call me when you're lonely. I'll be your temporary fix." Those were the words that he said to me and it was plain simple, he wanted nothing but sex and I wanted nothing more than too. I was the kind of girl who was too scared of falling in love again because I feel like there is something more in life than being mournful over a guy who never actually gave a hell. I deserve something more than pain and misery over a stupid heartbreak. Since then, I got too scared of commitment that I no longer wanted to be in one. I wanted fun and I wanted to feel like I am alive again. He was the kind of guy who was too busy for permanent relationships. The superstar that all women wanted to bang with. The kind of guy who would have any girls kneel down in front of him because well, he is that kind of guy. He was a guy with a hectic schedule, sold out world tours, drinking champagne in private jets, holding a mic in one hand and conquering all over the world on the other. Maybe I needed someone to show me how to live again and he needed someone to show him how to love. All Rights Reserved. 2015 Word count: 259,139

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@harrystyles liked your post @harrystyles commented on your post @harrystyles started following you |#1 in fanfiction| read at own risk *** written in 2017 & reuploaded in 2019 for laughs***

Harry never thought he'd see her again. They were just so perfect. And I'm not taking about his ex girlfriend. Nope, I'm talking about his best friend, Kathryn. When Harry moved when he was a kid, he never thought he'd see her ever again. Fast forward eight years to London. He sees her on the street on the way to a date with his girlfriend. Only one problem with seeing Kathryn again; he likes her. I mean LIKES her. Now Harry has to decide between the who he thought was the love of his life and the girl he was best friends with. Who will he choose?

"I've been trying to hide my depression these past few days, but it seems all too obvious to everyone. I have only made a few "minor" changes. Its been chilly so I went shopping, and when I came back, I noticed that every piece of clothing was black or a dark grey. I also had a longing to get a tattoo. I spotted this dark shop and entered it. After a while, they asked what I wanted. I told them a black hollow star, Because its exactly how I felt. I've burnt out of the happiness I once contained. I felt empty. I also began cutting again, but that was something only I knew." Yeah.

This is a book of imagines that are all written by me, so sit back relax and let your imagination go wild Sorry for any spelling mistakes, also I do take request :) Xoxo, Nicole ❤️

Am I crazy for wanting you?- A Harry Styles Fanfiction by shestyles

WARNING: For the love of God or whatever you believe in (if you're Atheist), DO NOT READ THIS. I wrote this like 10 billion years ago. I'm too lazy to remove it or whatever. It's horrible, I was a horrible writer back when I wrote this. Please, don't read it. And if you still plan to do so, haha have fun, best of luck with this bullcrap I have written. shestyles ©

Through the closed blinds of Karleigh's window, I can see her silhouette shuffling around the room. Scanning the ground around me I find a small pebble. With a chuckle I toss the pebble at the window right in front of me. Finding more and more stones and pebbles, I continue my process of showering her window with the annoying clicks and clacks of rocks. The silhouette moves to the window and instantly the blinds are yanked up, to the top of the window. Karleigh's ocean blue eyes meet mine through the glass of the window. She lets out a long sigh, and unlocks the window so she can open it. The glass is pushed upwards and I smile, stepping closer Karleigh. "What the hell are you doing?" She demands. I laugh and chuckle, giving her a small shrug. "I'm trying to get your attention by throwing rocks at your window, you know, like the movies." I smile stupidly at her. She's trying to fight back her smile, but she's failing. "Harry, in the movies they throw rocks to the windows on the second floor. I only have a one story house." She rolls her eyes. "I realize that, but I figured that would just make it easier for me to climb inside your window." The smug smile on my face is obvious.

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(COMPLETED!) (EDITED!) We always do almost everything together. But after that incident 5 years ago, I've never saw him ever again. Hell I don't think he even knows if I'm still alive or not. I tried to contact him after I've recovered from coma and being temporary muted, But no matter how hard I do he's out of reach now. I always watch him on YouTube and use my brother's phone to know how he is. He seems fine I guess, He looks so happy with his life now. But what pains me is the fact that he's still wearing that necklace until now. Maybe he still remembers me? Or maybe not. I guess he believes that I am already dead. --- (a/n): You must have a mature understanding before you read this. I'm warning you all... :P TRIGGER WARNING THO THIS STORY IS ABOUT PHYSICAL MENTAL AND EMOTIONALLY UNSTABLE PLEASE DO KNOW THIS STORY'S INTENTION IS TO RAISE AWARENESS AND NOT TO COST FURTHERMORE DAMAGE AD BASE FROM PERSONAL PREFERENCE THANK YOU this is my first book so spare with me. MATURE! I repeat, MATURE! (but poorly written.)

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