Chasing Love - haylor - lauren

Chasing Love - haylor

Leituras 3,040
Votos 136
Capítulos 14
Tempo 25m

Leituras 3,040
Votos 136
Capítulos 14
Tempo 25m

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When you try to forget someone, you think even more about them. 
That's like a second heartbreak.
At least, they tried.

- extended summary inside
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Two Ghosts (Haylor Love Story), de lost_in_wanderlust

(Completed) For 18+ please. Contain sexual scenes and vulgarity. The world had seen it all--the passion, the whirlwind, the unraveling. Harry Styles and Taylor Swift weren't just two young stars caught in the chaos of fame; they were the story. The golden couple. The obsession of millions. Every stolen glance, every late-night rendezvous, every whispered lyric dissected under a microscope. And when it all came crashing down, the world watched that, too. It was ugly. Explosive. The kind of heartbreak that doesn't just break--it shatters. Songs were written, interviews were given, clues were hidden in melodies and metaphors, and fans took sides like it was war. They were over. That's what everyone believed. That's what they tried to believe. But some love stories don't end just because the world thinks they should. Because the truth was, no matter how far they ran, no matter how many other lovers warmed their beds, they always found their way back to each other. It was in the way their eyes burned when they locked across a crowded room, the way their hands would brush just enough to set fire to everything they swore they had buried. It happened again and again. A friend's party. A music gala. A quiet, darkened hotel hallway where no one could see. The air between them was always charged--too dangerous to touch, too tempting to resist. It didn't matter if it was reckless. It didn't matter if it would end in disaster. When the nights got too lonely, when the world outside felt too heavy, they crashed into each other like they always had. Hands grasping, lips bruising, skin burning. Because this wasn't just a mistake. This wasn't just nostalgia. This was a sin they had no intention of stopping.

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Irresistible (A Harry Styles Fanfiction), de ccalianese

"And your eyes... irresistible." Starting your life over is hard enough on your own. But what happens when the world is suddenly watching when you become linked with one of the most sought-after and recognizable artists in the world? *** SIDE EFFECTS may include: second-hand embarrassment, spontaneous tears, and an even deeper love for the boy who inspires it all, Harry Edward Styles. Highest Ranking: #21 Fanfiction (May 04 2018) #1 OneDirectionFanFiction (Mar 19, 2020) #1 FanFicRomance (March 3 2019) #1 HarryEdwardStyles (March 28 2019) #6 OneDirection (July 14 2019) #36 Harry (April 3 2020) ***PRIVATE chapters. Follow me to read them. ***MATURE content... Yep, the fun stuff.

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Wonderland (Taylor Swift + Harry Styles +Jake Gyllenhaal + Connor Kennedy), de anonymoushoe13

*Taylor swift and Harry Styles both have bad reputations. They've been strictly warned to stay away from eachother. She's also sworn to never live again after getting heartbroken but once they cross paths at an after party there's no going back. *Occasional Smut* * Set in 2012-13*

We Were Built To Fall Apart... Then Fall Back Together, de cheshirecatsmilee

After moving on from their past, two people from different worlds slowly fall in love unexpectedly. Taylor, who used to lead an ordinary life in Pennsylvania and moved to New York in search of a new chapter and Harry, whose family was famed and wealthy. With many perils in their path, will they find a way to be together without any obstacles in their lives? {Some sexual content hehe}

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Breathe [Haylor / Laylor AU], de ThirteenStyles

(HER POV.) I can't believe that the love I have for him was a perfect chances of bad timing... ****** (HIS POV.) I can't breathe, I can't breathe without you, . . . but I have to... ******

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Two Ghosts (Haylor Love Story)

(Completed) For 18+ please. Contain sexual scenes and vulgarity. The world had seen it all--the passion, the whirlwind, the unraveling. Harry Styles and Taylor Swift weren't just two young stars caught in the chaos of fame; they were the story. The golden couple. The obsession of millions. Every stolen glance, every late-night rendezvous, every whispered lyric dissected under a microscope. And when it all came crashing down, the world watched that, too. It was ugly. Explosive. The kind of heartbreak that doesn't just break--it shatters. Songs were written, interviews were given, clues were hidden in melodies and metaphors, and fans took sides like it was war. They were over. That's what everyone believed. That's what they tried to believe. But some love stories don't end just because the world thinks they should. Because the truth was, no matter how far they ran, no matter how many other lovers warmed their beds, they always found their way back to each other. It was in the way their eyes burned when they locked across a crowded room, the way their hands would brush just enough to set fire to everything they swore they had buried. It happened again and again. A friend's party. A music gala. A quiet, darkened hotel hallway where no one could see. The air between them was always charged--too dangerous to touch, too tempting to resist. It didn't matter if it was reckless. It didn't matter if it would end in disaster. When the nights got too lonely, when the world outside felt too heavy, they crashed into each other like they always had. Hands grasping, lips bruising, skin burning. Because this wasn't just a mistake. This wasn't just nostalgia. This was a sin they had no intention of stopping.

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