Beautiful Things - A Harry Styles Fanfiction
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  • Time 4h 41m
  • Reads 2,430
  • Votes 40
  • Parts 24
  • Time 4h 41m
Ongoing, First published Mar 31
Mature
Amelia Baker is completely closed off to love and relationships. After her only relationship went wrong, and she had to deal with heartbreak, she decided she didn't want anything to do with boys. But when the loneliness hits, she decides to have a one-night stand with a random boy at a party.

Harry Styles is a typical pretty boy with a lot of girls drooling over him. And he gives them attention, with one rule: there's no replays. But when he meets Amelia at a frat party, he knows that he wants to have as many replays with her as he possibly can. 

What happens when a girl who's afraid of love meets the boy who's ready to love her?

"Oh, I hope I don't lose you
Please, stay
I want you, I need you, Oh God
Don't take
These beautiful things that I've got"


WARNING: This story contains very graphic and explicit scenes and language. Read at your own risk!
*Harry's fratboy era fanfiction!
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***completed*** NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON Harry Styles. The strange one. The freak. The one who was too kind for his own good, trapped in a world where his job was to bring people pain. Sophia 'Spice' Winters. The dancer. The stripper. The one who who trapped in a world where her job was to provide men with nothing but pleasure. -- "What don't you understand?" Harry seethed, his hands gripping the roots of his hair. "I'm not the good guy here, Sophia. I'm bad, everything about me is fucking bad." Harry looked as if he was about to rip his hair out, his wild eyes shinning with madness. He looked unhinged, raw and angry. It should of frightened me. That look alone should of been enough to send me running. He didn't look like the shy man I first met. He looked...crazy. His fingers were coated in red, stained with the blood of another. He didn't seem to care though. "If I was you Sophia, I would run away. Run as far away as you possibly can, because I promise you...An evil part of me won't let you go, and I hate myself for that. I want you to run away, to a place that I can't ever find you. You'll be safe that way."