A Harry Styles (fan fiction) Novel.
This is a work of fiction and purposely for fun.
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Pearla is not the romantic type-or so she claims. Love, she insists, is nothing more than a beautifully spun lie, a fairytale people tell themselves to make life a little less unbearable. And yet, her journal tells a different story, filled with thoughts she'd never dare speak aloud. It was meant to be hers alone, tucked away in the quiet corner of a coffee booth, safe from prying eyes. But not his. Never his.
Harry Styles is a Scottish history conservation architect, obnoxious, nosy, and far too charming for his own good. He spends his days breathing life back into ruins, preserving the past with steady hands and sharp eyes, yet with a delicacy ever so enchanting. But when he stumbles upon Pearla's journal, he doesn't hesitate to pry, peeling back the pages like layers of an old, forgotten structure. She's intriguing, maddeningly so, and the words on those pages only make her more of a puzzle he can't resist solving.
But what neither of them realizes is that their pasts are already intertwined, tangled beneath layers of time and forgotten memory. Tucked beneath the ruins, beneath the foundations of everything they think they know, their history rears its ugly head-demanding to be unearthed. And isn't that Harry's job? To dig, to restore, to piece together what's been left behind? He's sworn to perfect the past-but what happens when it refuses to stay buried?
Is their Eden a paradise untainted? Or has it always been doomed to fall?
•2025
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