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"You're wet for me" Harry says. "Is that a good thing?" I ask "Perfect" Harry is the typical high school bad boy who's afraid of love. What does he do once he cant hide from it. Harry doesn't date, right? Jess is just trying to go by her senior year as quickly as possible. The annoying jock gets in the way. He always does. She tries her best to stay away but, is it really that simple?

"H-how do you afford all of this?" I ask as I lightly run my hand down the silk material. I know Ally didn't have the richest family. I know that she was in a very similar situation to what I am in, but now she's living as though she was brought up in the upper East side of New York. She shrugs as she hangs the red tube dress back up. "I got a sugar daddy." She answers nonchalantly. ›› ›› ›› SugarDaddy.com: You have a new message from STYLES, Harry. ------------------------------------------------------------- © 2018 harry_fics28. All rights reserved

Eliana Richards gave up on finding "the one." She had her daughter Maeve, and that's all she needed. That is until she meets Harry Styles. Harry comes into the pairs lives and makes it even brighter. Life is a twisted game and Eliana and Harry are not exempt to that. But it didn't matter. No matter what was thrown at them, they had each other. Harry swore to give them All the Love. a soft daddry fic for all the girlies ♡ [SLOW UPDATES until I finish Marigold & Daisies]

Harry caresses my face with his ring-clad hands and uses his thumb to play with my plump bottom lip. I shiver under his touch as his emerald eyes search for mine. "So, you feel nothing when I hold you like this?" He whispers. I hesitantly shake my head, not used to him holding me so intimately. I would speak, but I'm afraid any words I say will come out as a croak. "Or do this?" He asks as he slowly starts rubbing his nose against mine. I faintly gasp at the feeling, but still shake my head. After my denial he moves his face so that his lips are just inches away from mine. "I think you're lying to me, Guinevere." *** Gwen is a stylist who has a hard time emotionally connecting to people. Harry is a free spirited musician who charms everyone he encounters. When the two meet, Harry is immediately intrigued by her independent demeanor, and will stop at nothing to unpack her guarded exterior. *** Slow burn Soft Harry fic.

[COMPLETED] where she sat and ate her strawberries, while he smoked his cigarettes. -harry styles au -set in summer of 1998 -mentions rape, sexual assault, abuse, fighting, and suicide

Even if my heart stops beating You're the only thing I need, ooh, with me Even if the Earth starts shaking You're the only thing worth taking, ooh, with me Even if the sky's on fire Got you here, it's alright, ooh, with me And if it's all over I'm taking this moment, ooh, with me Yeah Pretty boy, you did this with me, boy Now it's all about to end Baby girl, look where we made it, girl Hmm, now we're falling

They always say in books that when that special someone touches you, you feel sparks or flames dance upon your skin. I thought they were liars until you touched me and I felt it in my bones, -A.G. *This story contains sexual content and drug/alcohol abuse. *This story is completely fictional and is not connected to anyone included in this book. All celebrities used in this book are solely to give a visualization of the characters.

He cocks his head to the side and gives me a look, then extends his arm and rests his hand on the wall above my head. He leans in closer, only 6 inches between us now. I can feel the body heat radiating off of him. The scent of his cologne fills my nostrils, overtaking my senses. He licks his cherry-red lips before he speaks. "You're playing with fire, sunshine, I hope you know that." "Fire doesn't scare me," I dare to move in closer, wrapping my hand around to grip to back of his neck and leaning up on my toes to whisper in his ear, "I'm a fucking pyromaniac, baby." I can sense his whole body tense up as I linger for a second, my breath bouncing off of his skin back onto my face. I pull my face back, but keep my hand where it is. Harry's eyes bore into me, and if I didn't know better I would swear he was staring directly into my soul. "Is that a challenge?" It sounds more like a threat than a question. "You tell me," I turn the question back onto him. I finally release him, letting the tips of my fingernails graze the back and side of his neck as I let my hand drop. He just shakes his head and smiles deviously. "This is going to be a lot of fun, sunshine." // Spencer Jameson's dreams seem to be coming to fruition when her band, Cherry Bomb, is chosen to open for the up-and-coming band Ardere on tour. But when she finds herself in a silent war with Ardere's lead singer, Harry, she gets a lot more than she bargained for. Will the secrets held by herself, Harry, and even her best friend, Zayn, end well? Or will it result in mass destruction for all of them? // ⚠️WARNING⚠️: Dark Harry Contains Vulgar Language, Sexual Scenes, Drugs, Alcohol, Violence, Murder, Abuse, SA Started: May 4, 2021 Highest Rankings: #2 in HSAU (1/2/23) #11 in TOUR (12/27/22) #12 in ONEDIRECTIONASTHEMSELVES (8/6/22) #16 in STYLES (10/2/22) #18 in HS (3/12/23)

Ruth Dalton, just a girl wanting to follow her dream as a musician, got in the trap of Harry Styles, the lead singer of the pretty famous band Diet Mountain Dew. Or was it just a band? "You gotta think outside the picture, baby" I didn't get to put it in the book, but I just wanted to say this fic is inspired by Duplicity and Diet Mountain Dew by Lana Del Rey. Warning: Sensual content Blood and killing Violence Drugs use

[Completed: 5/31/22] - What's love without the longing stares and the unacquainted torment of rejoicing on the little things? Hoping follows the journey of Jarelle and Harry's love story, from their unexpected first glance, to the last word they penned in each other's name. - This story includes explicit and mature content. Please read "welcome | intro" for further warnings.