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Perfect - Harry Styles Fanfiction

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Reads 80,038
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Parts 59
Time 10h 3m

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"Harry, please," she groaned, bucking her hips into mine.

"What do you want?" I asked, my voice dropping low as I massaged her chest.

"You, Harry," she pleaded, "I want you!"

I teased her, grinding my hips against her, "Anything for you, babygirl." 
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Imagine this: you just graduated from four torturous years of high school, you have an intense One Direction obsession, a one month visit to a filthy rich, psycho aunt who lives in a penthouse in East Hollywood, a one year hiatus before college, and you just so happen to bump into Harry Styles on the street.

What would you do?

You would cause trouble up in hotel rooms, have secret little rendezvous, do the things you shouldn't do, go midnight driving with the windows down, go to places you can't even pronounce, and do whatever you've been dreaming about. 
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Harry Styles Fanfiction

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Hollow (Harry Styles) #Wattys2016 by Krystal_Grace

I cupped her face in my hands, rubbing my thumbs in circles over her cheeks. She was having trouble finding words to describe what she felt, and I could relate. I loved her more than words could describe and telling her I loved her was almost an insult to my true feelings for her. My heart ached at just the thought of her not being with me. I honestly don't know what I would have done with myself if I had never went to that stupid party and met her. But, I have a feeling, we would have found each other, eventually. This love's too strong to ignore forever. Both of us had pieces of us missing, that neither of us were aware of until we met. We were like two puzzle pieces that finally connected. "I love you," I whispered, leaning my forehead against hers. "I love you more," she replied in a small whisper, her hand reaching up to caress my cheek while the other rested on my thigh. I shook my head, annoyed and charmed by the audacity she had to think that she could possibly love me more. "I love you most," I persisted, causing her head to moved away from mine as she looked into my eyes. "Always?" She questioned, her eyes unreadable for a moment before a flash of fear passed through. "Forever," I assured her and meaning it. We could live an entire lifetime or for eternity, and my love for her would never fade. It would only grow. There was nothing in this world that would ever change the way I loved her. My, Katarina.

Damaged Innocence - Harry Styles FanFiction by QueenOfOutcasts_

''Man she's from fucking North Pacific. You think she actually wants some poor guy from South Pacific? We're trash to her. She's the little innocent, rich, blonde girl that has no worries, except for what to buy with her unlimited credit card'' She wants those guys that wear the plaid and can biy her diamonds for no reason. Not guys like us, that can only offer her, what? Some drugs?'' ''That all may be true, but that doesn't mean I couldn't get in her pants'' I said defiantly. ''You actually believe you could get Scarlet to sleep with you?'' Zayn asked with raised eyebrows. ''Yep'' I replied. ''Fine Let's let on it.'' Zayn said with a devilish smile. ''Fine'' I shrugged. ''Shake on it.'' Liam instructed I held out my hand, as did Zayn. he shook firmly. ''You have 2 months, Harry'' I had two months to make Scarlet, fall for me, & have sex for me. Two months to earn her trust, & then break it for a bet ''Deal'' What happens when it becomes more then just a bet?

Torn (A One Direction Fan Fic) by theirishhipster

Simple, but effective. Effective to make me blush. You would think I’d get used to this by now, but no, I haven’t and I think I would never be. I love the way he makes me feel. The way he makes me blush with the small, sweet things he does. The way he never fails to make me laugh to all the stupid things he did. The way he makes me smile with just a text from him and how he makes me feel content just having him beside me. I was interrupted with my trance by pairs of arms surrounding me. Not one, not two, not, three, not four, but five. Five people whom I never thought in my life I would meet, nor like. Especially to be friends with them and more importantly, be in a relationship with one of them. Hi, my name's Callie Anabel Rose. Yes, like the flower. I get that all the time. No siblings but I want an older brother, badly. Brown hair, emerald eyes. Yes, like Harry Styles' but I don't like him, I mean the band called One Direction. But unfortunately, I get to spend a week with them, then a month, then a year, then maybe even forever. And maybe, just maybe, someone might fall in love with me in the band, OR THREE. Join me as I experience happiness, jealousy, sadness, love triangles, heart breaks and love itself. Copyright © 2012 All Rights Reserved (Completed: June 14, 2012)

Stockholm Syndrome (Larry Stylinson) by British-1D-Irish

My heart was beating and adrenaline was running through my body at a thousand miles per second. My hand wrapped around the door knob, but then I was pulled back painfully by my arm. I was whipped around and was face to face with a pissed off Louis. "Where do you think you're going, love?" He asked, and I gulped at how dark his voice sounded. The sane part of me was absolutley terrified of it, and I didn't like it, but the part of me that thought Louis was incredible was so turned on by his dark side. "Answer the question." He said as he squeezed my wrist tighter, and I winced a bit, but I didn't answer the question. "Were you trying to leave? Were you trying to run away from me?" He asked, and I felt his nails digging into my skin. I gave a small yelp of pain and then he was dragging me harshly by my arm down the hall again. He passed the room that I was staying in before and opened another door that was three doors down. He pushed me inside, and I couldn't see a thing. The room was completely dark. I began to breath faster because I've never been a big fan of the dark. I hated it. I didn't like what I couldn't see. I jumped as I felt a hand on my waist and my breath caught as I felt a surge of electricity run through me. I felt him pull me closer to him until my back was against his chest. His lips rubbed against my ear and he slowly whispered out "You can't leave, Harry. You're never gonna get away. I'm not gonna let you."

One More Chance (Zayn Malik) by pleasureinlove

I was cuddled on the couch flipping though my channels. Then I rose to my feet and I stood by the window. The sky was tar-black and the large clouds were moving towards me. The roofs of the cars danced with spray and I could hear the murmuring of the rain through the window. It sounded like the buzzing of angry bees. I flinched as the door bell rang snapping me out of the silence. It must be Logan. I thought. I traipsed to the door as I opened it carefully. What the- I blinked a few times to make sure I'm not hallucinating. I took in the features of the person right infront of me as I looked for words. He was looking straight into my eyes as his wet hair rested on his forehead. "Diana" His voice rang through my ears as I took in his voice and his wet face. "Zayn" I said his name for the first time in a year and that was when everything started changing again.

First Love // H.S. by heyimdutch

• WARNING: This story contains sexual content and vulgar language. • Your first love. Everyone has had them, still has them or will have them. Your first love is the first person you truly and deeply fall in love with. Your first love is the person you share your firsts with. Your first kiss that's a true act of love and not an impulse. Your first time with a person you actually love, and not just because you're horny. Having your first kiss given by your first love, is the best thing that can ever happen. Having your virginity taken away by your first love, is the most magical thing in this world. Your first real relationship being your first love, is something literally impossible never forget. You can never forget your first love. They will always stay with you. No matter how long you've been apart, or how bad the relationship ended. They will always pop up in your mind when you see something that reminds you of them. When someone asks you how old you were when you had your first real relationship. They will always stay by your side. That's the same thing with Olivia Tomlinson and Harry Styles in this story. The relationship starts, and it's all cute and fun. The honeymoon phase. The best phase in a relationship. When Olivia and Harry are together for a longer time, they start noticing things that are annoying to each other. They start to argue more. What if it turns into a toxic relationship? A toxic relationship and also an on and off relationship? What if they just can't leave each other alone? What if they realize it's impossible to get over each other, no matter how toxic the relationship was?

Freedom by itstilliswhatitis

Harry Styles had it all. He was a record-selling artist who played on all the big arenas around the world. His shows were always sold out and he had the best fanbase. The only thing he didn't have was the one thing he wanted the most: freedom. He had been discovered at age 16 and he had been too naive. He and his mom had signed a ten-year-long contract and they didn't understand then that they signed away his freedom. His management controlled almost everything. They refused to let him come out as gay. Instead, they made him look like a womanizer, forcing him to go on date after date with beautiful high profile women. Harry was so tired of it. He somehow managed to convince his manager to give him three months off. He immediately packed his clothes and headed to his farmhouse in the north of England for some alone time. To his surprise the old couple that was his only neighbors had their grandson helping them out. A gorgeous blue-eyed man named Louis... Purely fictional. Smutwarning!

Buses & Bunk Beds (Zarry) by CupcakeCait

I glanced over at Harry. He was looking back at me and I could see his mouth moving in that slow, sexy way of his, but I couldn't focus on what he was saying. I was too busy enjoying how pink and puffy his lips looked, imagining how soft they would feel and how red I could make them if I just leaned in and kissed him. I scooted closer to him and caught the scent of his shampoo. He smelled so clean and I wanted to bury my head in his curls and breathe him in. His eyes seemed to darken as he gazed at me. He was so fucking beautiful that it was almost painful to look at him, like staring at the sun. Harry raised an eyebrow at me and licked his lips, and before I knew what I was doing I was leaning in to whisper in his ear. "I need you." *** Zayn finds himself drawn to one of his band mates after a game of Truth or Dare gets out of hand. The events of this drunken night lead Zayn and Harry to question everything that they thought they knew about themselves. Can love prevail when their attempts to navigate a relationship while living in the spotlight are thwarted by girlfriends, management, fans, and even the other members of One Direction? WARNING: Explicit sexuality. **1st place winner in the boyxboy category of the 2014 1D Watty Awards**

Lost by arcticxash

When I wake up I feel cold and my whole body is in searing agony. On one side of my head my curls are wet and matted down, and I can only assume the wet substance is blood. I realize that my hands are tied behind my back, I'm gagged..and in nothing but my underwear. I open my eyes to find myself in a large basement with only one light. I have no idea where I am or who took me here..I'm lost..and I pray to god that someone, somehow...will find me. Larry Stylinson Fanfic: A/U An eighteen year old Harry Styles gets taken one cold winter night by a man in a black van. When he wakes up, he finds himself alone, tied up in a cold, dark basement. Will anyone ever find him? If so who? And more importantly, what will happen in the aftermath?

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Hollow (Harry Styles) #Wattys2016

I cupped her face in my hands, rubbing my thumbs in circles over her cheeks. She was having trouble finding words to describe what she felt, and I could relate. I loved her more than words could describe and telling her I loved her was almost an insult to my true feelings for her. My heart ached at just the thought of her not being with me. I honestly don't know what I would have done with myself if I had never went to that stupid party and met her. But, I have a feeling, we would have found each other, eventually. This love's too strong to ignore forever. Both of us had pieces of us missing, that neither of us were aware of until we met. We were like two puzzle pieces that finally connected. "I love you," I whispered, leaning my forehead against hers. "I love you more," she replied in a small whisper, her hand reaching up to caress my cheek while the other rested on my thigh. I shook my head, annoyed and charmed by the audacity she had to think that she could possibly love me more. "I love you most," I persisted, causing her head to moved away from mine as she looked into my eyes. "Always?" She questioned, her eyes unreadable for a moment before a flash of fear passed through. "Forever," I assured her and meaning it. We could live an entire lifetime or for eternity, and my love for her would never fade. It would only grow. There was nothing in this world that would ever change the way I loved her. My, Katarina.