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[This is a sequel to "When the Flash Fades"]

Harry and Noa were once inseparable, bound by their shared passion for music and an undeniable connection.

Three years have passed, and their lives have taken different paths. But fate-or whatever higher power you believe in-has brought them back together through the very thing that united them in the first place: music. Now, they face a crucial decision. Will they resist the magnetic pull and the undeniable connection that still lingers between them, or will they finally give in to what their hearts have always known?

Here is a little snippet of whats to come: 

"So Harry," I bite my lip nervously. "We have stuff to talk about."

"Okay? What is that?" He asks, raising an eyebrow.

I take a deep breath, feeling the weight of the words I'm about to say. "Us. What happened between us, and what's going to happen now."

"Hmm, well you're mine and I'm yours."

A smile creeps onto my face. "What?..no." I laugh.

"Yes, Noa," he responds with a firmness that sends a thrill straight to my core. His eyes lock onto mine, and I can feel my heart flutter wildly in my chest.

"But what about Arlo, your album, and... I'm not sure I want a public relationship. There's so much we need to figure out before we can even think about..."

He stops me with a gentle touch on my thigh, sending a soothing warmth through my body. "Whoa, whoa, whoa," he murmurs, his voice calm and reassuring. "I'm not in a hurry. Let's take this slow."

I take a deep breath, feeling a sense of calm settle over me. He squeezes my thigh gently, a reassuring smile playing on his lips.

"Okay," I whisper, my voice barely audible over the pounding of my heart. "We'll take it slow."

His smile broadens, lighting up his handsome face. "Good," he says softly, his hand moving to gently cup my face. "Because I'm not letting go of this, of us. Not now, not ever."All Rights Reserved

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H.S | The Rhythm of Us | Series with 2 books

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Tell Me The Truth -H.S. AU by babyhoney369

BOOK 1 OF 3 - "Violet." Harry's voice stops me in my tracks, a shiver snaking up my spine at the steady tone he always seems to carry. I slowly turn back around to face him, our eyes meeting in the dark cab, the only light coming from a street lamp above the car. "Are you al-" He starts to ask that same goddamn question. "Don't." I cut him off. "Don't you ask me that again. Okay? I don't even know you." Harry doesn't say anything and lets me open the door to get out of the car. "That cut wasn't there this morning." He states matter of factly. "What?" I duck my head back down into the cab to look at him again. "Em told me your story about how you split your lip." He looks deeply into my eyes and I'm suddenly self conscious about how attentively he's looking at me . "Unless I missed you sneaking off to play volleyball during work, that was not there before that pompous asshole boyfriend of yours showed up." My mouth falls open slightly, not knowing what to say in response to him calling me out so blatantly. Nothing he's saying is accusatory toward me, he just obviously doesn't believe a single thing I've said. And he's right. They're all lies. I shut the door in his face, my solution for not having a response. I turn around to walk toward my house, a little shaken by this interaction with a perfect stranger who saw right through my bullshit immediately. I hear Harry's car roar back to life as I attempt to unlock the front door with slightly trembling hands. The lack of sleep, drama with Johnny and the conversation I just had with Harry is proving to be too much for one day. I finally unlock the door to push it open, and I turn my head to watch Harry speed off down my street and out of sight. ----------------------------- TW: VIOLENCE, UNHEALTHY RELATIONSHIPS, BODY IMAGE ISSUES, ANXIETY, SEXUAL CONTENT, MATURE Any and all instances depicted are a complete work of fiction. I appreciate you being here, Em

Lost in The City // H.S. by somewhere_cal

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Unraveled [h.s] by AnonymousVortex

Love. War. Lies. Nothing stays buried. Emersyn escaped once. But freedom comes with scars, and the past has a way of bleeding through the cracks. As secrets unravel and loyalties fracture, she's forced to decide who she can trust in a world built on betrayal. And Harry Styles, the only person who felt like safety, might be the one who costs her everything. When it comes down to him or her, survival or sacrifice, she knows one thing: She's not making the wrong choice this time. * "Then help me understand." The room tilts. My breath is ragged, his face too close, that quiet demand pulling the ground out from under me. Neither of us moves. There's an inch between us that feels like a cliff edge, almost like one wrong step will send us both over. "I hate you," I whisper, the words tasting like blood and truth. His jaw tightens, and his eyes drag over my face like he's memorizing every line, every crack I swore I'd never let him see. The silence stretches thin; my pulse is hammering so loud it drowns out the world. "Good," he mutters finally, voice rough. **** Started: 1/14/2025 Ended: TBD **** (Cover credit @antiheroics16)

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"I'll be honest with you. I can't stop thinking about you either. I want to be with you. I want to ask you out on a proper date." "Then why don't you? What's stopping you?" "You." I gave him a confused look. "I just- I've never been a good boyfriend and you deserve someone who will treat you right. I'm not good at this whole dating thing. I won't ever forgive myself if I ever break you." "So break me then." "Harper, please don't make this hard." "Well you like me and I like you I just don't see how we can't just take that chance?" "I want you to go through with your plans with football. I doing what's best for you. I'm no good Harper." "Maybe we don't date then we'll just be really good friends who kiss each other. No strings attached." "Trust me you'll get attatched." "Na-Uh." I wrapped my hands around the back of his neck. "Harp." "C'mon Niall. We'll just be a thing. Plus I'll be leaving so then it's not like we'll be dating or anything." "I don't know." "You make really happy. I just want this before I have to leave." I whispered to him slowly leaning my face closer to him. I kissed his lips and we were both shocked by my sudden action. He kissed me back, not rough though. It was nice and gentle. "No strings attached?" He asked me. "No strings attached." We kissed again.

Tip-Toe // H.S. by 1996bby

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Red Volkswagen || h.s. by hotgirlharry

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Can't Remember To Forget You by angellwt_

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