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The New Kid

Leituras 102
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Capítulos 15
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Leituras 102
Votos 31
Capítulos 15
Tempo 1h 0m

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"Who's that?" My eyes gaze at the tall, dark figure leaning against the soccer goal.

"That's Harry. He was kicked out of his last three schools." My eyes stay locked on the attractive male. His long fingers clicking away at his phone. He looks up, irritated. His head turns toward me and a smirk plays on his face. With just the tip of his finger, he slides his dark sunglasses down to the tip of his nose. I blush as he winks at me.

"I think I'm gonna go talk to him." I say to Hazel.

"No, Claire, don't. He's trouble." She warns.

"Oh come on Hazel! What could be the harm?" I ask rhetorically and saunter off toward the new kid.Todos os Direitos Reservados

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The End of It, de _petalll

"Tell me, Harry," I said, voice low, hungry. "Tell me you want this. Beg for it." For a second, he looked like he might. Like he'd fall to pieces and let me own him for a moment, let me keep the power. But no. Something shifted. His eyes went dark-stormy, unreadable, dangerous-and I knew in that second I'd lit a fuse I couldn't unlight. I'd thought I was in control, thought I could tease him into submission. But instead, I'd woken the wolf.

Insatiable [h.s] , de _fallingkiwii

in·sa·tia·ble adjective of an appetite or desire, impossible to satisfy. Learning to trust and finding ways of getting along aren't really an option for Aurora and Harry. Yet, circumstances force them together when she finds herself stuck in the middle of all of his problems. She quickly discovers that sometimes in order to survive ones company you must become... insatiable. ••• "When you're a kid you are taught that the devil is something you should be scared of. The image of him is etched into your brain at an early age causing you to become terrified of the idea- And I used to be. Until I met him for myself. I was told of a red creature with horns, but I was never warned I'd be mesmerized by a pair of green eyes and velvet lips." ••• STARTED: JULY 3, 2022 COMPLETED: MARCH 24, 2023 ••• HIGHEST RANKINGS: 🥇in harrystyles 🥇in harrystylesau 🥇in darkharry 🥇in ninadobrev 🥇in zaynmalik 🥇in 1D 🥇in niallhoran 🥇in mafia 🥈slowburn

Deceptive {H.S}, de AverySageWrites

"Why do you care?" he asks. But it's not soft. It's sharp, defensive, like he's already bracing for the answer. I want to tell him the truth. Because you saved me. Because you're the only one who makes me feel real. Because if you fall apart, I don't know what happens to the rest of us. Instead, I just say, "Maybe I want to understand." He scoffs, no humor in it. "You don't. Trust me." Silence stretches between us. Then he steps forward, close enough that I can see the way his hands won't stop shaking. "You already know too much," he says, voice low. "More than you ever should've." I don't look away. "Then tell me the rest." He shakes his head. "It's not your place. You don't get to ask." "But I am asking." He exhales sharply. "Jesus, Lily. This isn't a story with a clean ending. I'm not a mystery. I'm a goddamn warning sign. I'm dangerous." I flinch, but I don't move. And that pisses him off more. He takes a step back like he's going to leave, then pauses. His eyes flick to my jacket. In one quick motion, he reaches in and pulls out the burner phone. "I think this belongs to me," he says, tone sharp but quiet. No accusation. Just fact. I don't respond. Just watch as he slips it into his pocket, like closing a door I wasn't supposed to open. He looks at me for one long second, jaw clenched. "Go home," he says again, this time like a warning. And this time, I believe him. He crushes the cigarette under his boot, turns his back, and walks down the alley, leaving me standing in the dark. - Lily didn't ask to be assigned to him. Harry Styles is a name whispered like a warning, famous for his ink, infamous for everything else. Brooding. Untouchable. But Lily has a habit of looking too closely. And when she finds something she shouldn't, the line between curiosity and consequence begins to blur. He told her to stay away. She should've listened. - TW: emotional abuse, manipulation, drugs, sex, violence, trauma.

Little Things [Harry Styles fanfic] | ✔️, de WeAreOk

Hey guys! So this story is very old and very cliche. I wrote this on an old One Direction fan account on Instagram nearly 7 years ago when I was 14. So keep that in mind when reading it because there will be mistakes! Every girl loves One Direction, I mean why shouldn't they? They're adorable and charming. Avery has quite the opposite opinion of them. Avery's father is the manager of One Direction. She ends up spending her summer touring with the boys and has grown to like all of them... Except for one, Harry Styles. Why? She thinks he's a womanizer and a player. As the tour goes on she realizes he isn't all that bad. What will happen when he gets flirty and she actually likes it? Read to find out...

You will do anything for me., de fayetypewrites

"Sing something for me, Brookie." little Harry says. I shoot my head up from the ground at Harry. "What?" "Sing something, I've never heard you sing before." he says, tilting his head to the side. He's wearing a white T-shirt with a picture of a football on, blue shorts and football boots. He looks adorable. "But I can't sing..." I say quietly, looking down at my little pink jelly sandals. "Of course you can, everyone can sing!" he says, tugging on my dress. "Not me," I say, shaking my head. Harry scoots closer to me and lifts up my chin with his finger. "Please? For me?" he says, his eminent green eyes gaze deeply into mine and I really can't refuse. I take a deep breath before looking out at the lake and singing my favourite song in the world. 10 years later, 16 year old dimpled cheek and curly haired Harry and pretty, witty 15 year old Brooklyn are anything but prepared for the future ahead of them. They've been best friends for longer than they can remember. Throughout their ups and downs, smiles and frowns, nothing and no one can ruin their friendship. But what happens when Harry discovers Brooklyn's biggest secret, Brooklyn is forced to give up her dream to rush into hospital and Harry may just be the only chance she has? Will Harry really do anything to make Brooklyn happy once again? You will do anything for me. Written by Faye.

Blackout, de Maggiewing

Seventeen year old Lana Wright has never had it easy. She was a mistake, or so her mother told her. With a broken home and friends who hate her, she feels as though there's almost nothing to look forward to, besides her upcoming eighteenth birthday, but one day, as she's walking home from school, she passes out, and is rescued by five heroes who show her that there is so much more to life than she thought. *Exerpt* “Harry? Is she up?” asked a slightly high-pitched male voice from what was assumedly down the hall. A second boy trotted up behind the curly haired boy in the doorway. The new guy had straight, flippy, light brown hair and high arched eyebrows. He saw me and smiled. “Yep, Louis, she’s up. I came in to find her digging through my dirty laundry.” said the first boy, who had been addressed as Harry. I reddened at the light brown haired boy’s entertainment with this. “I wasn’t digging through his laundry.” I mumbled. Louis raised one eyebrow. “Where the heck am I?” I said, changing the subject. Harry and Louis looked surprised, “Oh sorry, you must be so confused right now. We found you blacked out in the side of the road.” said Harry, chuckling a bit. “So you just… rescued me?” I said.

Burning Desire [H.S], de honeystrawberry

Even the ones who we least expect it are the ones hurting. You always hear that the same people who laugh the most are the ones hurting in secret. I didn't believe it until I met you. We heal wounds on others because it's easier to fix theirs than ours. We have a lot more in common more than you know. We're two people stuck in a labyrinth with nowhere to go. We'll be alright. -H --- May the games begin... I start shaking my right leg up and down feeling nervous by the way he talks to me. I have no idea how to respond to him. I never planned to actually feel intimidated by him so quickly but I honestly should've expected that from the way he would talk to me or about himself while we texted. "Someone's nervous? Baby, it's okay. I don't bite, unless you want me to," He says seductively. He continues looking at me licking his lips as he then moves his eyes down to my chest staring hard at them. The way his words roll off his tongue is enough to make me feel something in between my legs.

Had Me at Hello, de lunaralyssium

***NOTE FROM 2024*** If you're reading this know that i wrote this as a 14/15 year old which was about a decade ago, so the writing may not be great lol She's just the girl behind the glasses. Your normal everyday girl trying to find her place in the world. She's shy at first, but has the heart of an angel. He's in the biggest boy band ever. Enjoying life as it comes his way. He's cheeky and everything but shy. He can be very friendly, but you don't want to see his bad side. Who would have thought that a small encounter would have brought these two together? Follow them on their journey in "Had Me at Hello". *Disclaimer: This doesn't connect to or relate to 'I Will Fix You'*

The bad boy, Harry Styles, de larry_shipper25

I walk into the canteen of my new school together with my bestfriend Dean. I sit down at the table together with a few other people, I still don't know, but they seem nice. Then I notice a boy, but not just a boy. He has curly brown hair and green eyes and has a lot of tatoos. "Who is that?", I ask Dean and point to the boy which looks quite like a badboy. "Don't point to him!", Dean immidiatly whisper screams. "Why not?", I ask. "Well you know when you found me this morning?, well ehm.. he did that", Dean whispers. "He did that to you, why?", I ask. "I don't know", Dean says. "You should stay away from him, he is dangerous you know...", one of Dean's friends say. "But who is he?", I ask still curious about the curly headed boy. Then the boy turns his head and our eyes lock. "His name is Harry Styles and his friends are Niall horan, Zayn Malik, Louis Tomlinson and Liam Payne, but you should stay away from them", Dean says and I nod, turning my head and breaking eye contact with the badboy. I will find out your secret Harry Styles, I promise and I never break promises This is an official @larry_shipper25 story, so if you copy this you have a big problem!

Suspicions (Harry Styles Fan Fiction), de Hermitclarke1314

Harry Styles is moving from England into Robin's apartment building in Wales, who knows what will happen... Update every Saturday!! (And possibly some in between!) ------ I look in the mirror and hate what I see, a broken down girl, staring back at me. Her eyes are swollen, her skin pale as snow, 'If I disappear, will anyone know?' ------- "You're strong, you'll get through this." Trish says . "You know what the worst part about being strong is? No one ever asks if you're okay." I scream at my friend. "You don't need to be asked, we can see you're not okay." She looks at me with sympathetic eyes. "Then why do I suffer alone?" I plead quietly. -------

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The End of It

"Tell me, Harry," I said, voice low, hungry. "Tell me you want this. Beg for it." For a second, he looked like he might. Like he'd fall to pieces and let me own him for a moment, let me keep the power. But no. Something shifted. His eyes went dark-stormy, unreadable, dangerous-and I knew in that second I'd lit a fuse I couldn't unlight. I'd thought I was in control, thought I could tease him into submission. But instead, I'd woken the wolf.