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"I'm still single," he said, "and I'm staying that way for a while, I have my reasons."  

The voice matched the one that growled in my ear last night. I touched my fingers to my bottom lip, then my top lip. The ones he kissed. I remembered everything that happened last night. The love, the pain, the energy. It was still fresh in my mind.  

"Taylor." I said her name, trying to figure out what to say next.  

"Yeah Layla?" she asked me. I could hear how nervous she was for what I was going to say next.  

I breathed, "Last night... That was Harry."



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Adversity ~ H.S. by thenightischanging

"What's a sweet woman like you doing here all by herself?" His voice is low and raspy, it's hot. He reaches down and tucks a strand of my hair behind my left ear, waiting for my reply. "I'm not sweet. Go back to your table." I tell him firmly. A glimmer of shock passes over his eyes, it's probably the first time he's been rejected. "Playing hard to get, I like it. I don't follow instructions though." he tilts his head as he speaks. "You're a tough shell to crack, I don't know how to read you." "Maybe that's because I don't want you to read me, maybe my pages are better off hidden." I respond, keeping him on his toes and being completely honest. // Maddison Levine and Harry Styles met one night at a grungy bar, she knows he's too pure for her. She turns him down using every last piece of self restraint she has, she can't have him. But Harry doesn't play by the rules, he knows what he wants and he'll get her at any costs; only he doesn't realise how exactly how much she will cost...

Who Would Have Guessed? *Niall Horan Love Story* Finished by JayceeNazarov

("Harry please dont make me do this!" I begged trying to hold back the tears as Harry looked at me with pained eyes. "Pay, I have no choice, mom is making me take you. I wouldn't make you if I didn't have to. I hate seeing you like this.") The Paparazzi were surrounding all the entrances to the airport. We had to get paul to help us get through. As Niall pulled me through the crowd, the bulbs were popping with each picture they took. I slid on my aviator's and looked down until I heard almost every reporter yelling for Niall and I to kiss. Niall pulled me up so I was right by his side and wrapped an arm around my shoulders, keeping his other hand in mine as he leaned down and kissed my temple, giving the Papa what they wanted. I saw more flashed lighting up our faces. I slid my hand into his lightly and soon felt his nails digging into my skin. THIS IS THE ORIGINAL STORY BY REILLY ROO!!!!

TORN (A Niall Horan Fan Fiction) by BrittanyJanae

"Niall why are you crying? I know-" "Lia I'm sorry okay. That whole scene I caused was so stupid and I just want you to forgive me. But Lia honestly....I love you" Niall interrupted me and I was just frozen. "Niall I'm with Drew" Was all I could say. Harry went back into the restaurant and I just felt horrible. Niall has feelings for me. Why me? I have to admit that I love him too. I love his beautiful blue eyes. I love his cheekiness. I love his Irish accent. I love the way he holds me close. I-I love him. "Yea I figured that you would say that. I just wish that you would realize that you deserve better." Niall sighed and stood up from his spot. "Niall" I called him as I stood up and followed him. "Yea?" Niall stopped and turned around waiting for me to catch up with him."Kiss me because Niall I.....I love you too" I looked into Niall's eyes and one more tear slipped down his face. "Come here" Niall said pulling me close and smashing his lips into mine. God it felt so good. His kiss...felt so passionate and loving. Not addictive like Drew's kiss but Niall's kiss felt so...... right. "Will you please be my girlfriend Lia? I wanna make you happy and I know that right now with Drew, you're not happy. Lia let me make you happy again like you were when I met you for the first time." Niall said with his lips just an inch away from mine.

Yes, Daddy // h.s by TheDarkestOnes

please don't comment crap on this story, I made it when I was very young and clueless. I understand it sucks and it's gross. // "You're nobody important, just a little girl to fill my sexual needs" Harry's sickening voice is adamant. Tears prick my eyes, but I've got to stay strong. There is no way he will see me cry. "So that's all I ever was to you? After everything we'd been through?" I take a deep breath and shut my eyes, wanting to erase all of our memories together. "Don't think of it as a one time thing." He says, grabbing his coat off of the couch, as well as throwing on his shoes. "What do you want me to think of it as then!?" I yell, a tear or two slipping down my pale cheeks. All this time we'd spent had to have meant something to him, it had too have. "Think of it like this Arabella, in my mind no strings were attached in our 'relationship', everything was more so.." He trails off opening the door ready to leave. "Well more so like first person who falls in love is the first person to be..." And with that I'm left to a shut door and a broken heart. ___ Copyright © 2014 TheDarkestOnes |All Rights Reserved| Highest Rank: #1 in yes daddy #19 in fanfiction #5 in sir #4 in after warning: self harm/rape content, read at your own risk.

Way Back Home (Larry Stylinson) by wickedyouth

"Sand on our toes, kiss on your nose. I love you so much, Harry Edward Styles. Against all odds, against all hoes. Take my hand, take my whole life too. I can't help to have fallen in love with you. Will you marry me, Harry?" On a breezy day, when sands were tickling through their toes and the sun was setting magnificently from afar as waves crash through the shore, Harry Styles, a 24 year old photographer, was asked by his best friend and the greatest love of his life, Louis Tomlinson, a 26 years old songwriter, the easiest question he had have to answer in his entire life. He already knows the answer by heart from the first moment his emerald eyes got the chance to connect with his ocean blue ones. Everything was beyond perfect. Every moment they shared were scribbled down on their vows, ready to be said aloud. But what if fate tested their love for each other? What if death and oblivion comes their way? Will their love for each other fade? Will they give up on the greatest love story of their lives? Or would this make them stronger? Would they find their way back home? To each other's arms? "I love you so much, Harry. Against all odds, against all hoes." Louis' eyes were red and puffy, tears were continuously falling from his eyes. He took Harry's left hand and continued talking "Take my hand, take my whole life too. I can't help to have fallen in love with you." Louis looked into Harry's emerald eyes. They were cold, no emotions were evident on his face. Not even the slightest hint of love. Louis took a pause, desperately looking at Harry's eyes as tears stream down his face. "Will you please... Please... Please remember me, Harry?"

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**

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."

RED ROOM [H.S] by sweetfixs

***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."

✔️STRONG [L.S] by rikirriki

"H-Harry please!" I cried, my hands placed protectively in front of my face. His eyes darkened, and he grabbed my wrists, pinning them against the wall. His breath rolled over my face, the faint scent of alcohol rolling up my nose. "Shut up." He growled. His short nails dug into my arm and I winced in pain. He released me, and grabbed a handful of my hair instead. I shrieked in pain as he threw me to the ground. Tears pricked my eyes and I squeezed my eyes shut. "Get up." He said. I opened my eyes, and scrambled to my feet quickly. He grabbed the front of my shirt to pull me closer, leaning down to my level. His eyes burned straight through mine. Chills went down my spine and I bit my bottom lip out of fear. "How many times do I have to tell you? You. Are. Mine." -------------------------- In a complex narrative, where Harry wrestles with the voices of schizophrenia, the story unfolds with uncertainty. The question lingers: Will Harry succumb to the relentless voices, potentially breaking down Louis, or will Louis summon the strength to confront the darkness that threatens him and stand resolute in his own defense? The outcome rests upon the delicate interplay of their intertwined fates, a story of mental struggles and strength yet to fully reveal itself.

She Loves Control by salutelauren

"I'm In control of this relationship, Styles." I hiss. "And you do as I say when I say." Harry laughs obnoxiously. "Whatever you say." "I mean it. Styles." Harry gets up, pushing me against the wall. "I'm the man in this relationship. You listen to me." He starts to kiss down my neck, while rubbing me through my underwear. "Tell me you want me." He growls biting my ear. My knees became weak. "No, you prick." He rubs harder. My whole body begins to shake. "Tell me I'm in control, Anastasia." He grips my neck harshly. "Fuck don't stop." I almost scream "Say it." "You're in control." I scream, Harry stops all movements. He licks his fingers. "That's what I thought."

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Adversity ~ H.S.

"What's a sweet woman like you doing here all by herself?" His voice is low and raspy, it's hot. He reaches down and tucks a strand of my hair behind my left ear, waiting for my reply. "I'm not sweet. Go back to your table." I tell him firmly. A glimmer of shock passes over his eyes, it's probably the first time he's been rejected. "Playing hard to get, I like it. I don't follow instructions though." he tilts his head as he speaks. "You're a tough shell to crack, I don't know how to read you." "Maybe that's because I don't want you to read me, maybe my pages are better off hidden." I respond, keeping him on his toes and being completely honest. // Maddison Levine and Harry Styles met one night at a grungy bar, she knows he's too pure for her. She turns him down using every last piece of self restraint she has, she can't have him. But Harry doesn't play by the rules, he knows what he wants and he'll get her at any costs; only he doesn't realise how exactly how much she will cost...