Fanfic Harry Styles Novels & Stories

He said with his eyes lighting up like a fucking Christmas tree. Harry is really into this girl, Ellie’s best friend. “And when I’m there I might ask Eli….I mean Arabella some questions concerning the two of you.” He smirked when I glared at him. “Don’t you dare do that Harry?” “Oh, I definitely will. See you some other time boss, I have a girlfriend to woo.” He was out of the office before I could tell him where to find his ‘girlfriend’. I didn’t bother calling him back because I knew he would figure it out himself, since he’s very interested in this girl I’m sure he must have gotten some secret guards following her around or so.

He and the arrogant jerk had gone to the same high school before Harry had ratted him out for smoking and got him expelled. So this girl was Harry’s fiancée? He almost laughed. Revenge was best served cold and it was freezing now.

Brooklyn followed their gazes and her eyes landed on Harry. He was dressed in black ripped skinny jeans, a fitted dark green t-shirt and his blonde hair was pushed back messily, ends flicking out in random directions. His vibrant green eyes were staring straight at her and his face was blank. "What's the betting he heard all that?" Alice whispered and Sasha nudged her when her whispering didn't really count considering Harry was less than two meters away. "Rather high," Brooklyn murmured and Harry walked up to the desk the girls were sitting at and placed a pen in front of Brooklyn. Her pen.

• When i get inside my house,i make an ice coffee with popcorns to watch Harry Potter. I'm basically obsessed with Harry Potter.Like first of all,how is Tom Riddle so hot? I know he's a Villain and very toxic but if he gave a chance i would take it. Anyway,I call Kayla to check if she's arrived at her house already or not. "Hey Kayla" "Hey wassup"She said with her chirpy cheery tone. "Are you alone?" "Yea why?" "I was talking to Hayden like asking him some questions and now he's mad at me...I don't even know what i did to make him so pissed at me."

So I got myself a spot and sat down as thoughts of what might be happening between the two filled my head. I felt bad. I felt like I was all alone in the world even though there was loud music deafening my ears from the background. “Hey, kyle who invited you?” I heard an unfriendly familiar voice say. I lifted my head to see that it was Harry, boyfriend to Bella. Many believe that Harry will become one of the greatest warlocks as soon as he clocks eighteen and as such, they see him and Bella as a power couple. Unlike Bella, Harry is calmer and a bit friendly but I know better than to engage him in a chat as that could provoke his over a possessive girlfriend.

I'll introduce him to you when we go to the UK, he's a divine Brit. "Really?" She seemed very enthusiastic about my story so I continued. Yes, we met at a concert. He is a singer, he belonged to a band and when I went to his concert, he looked at me and fell in love with me. At first, I didn't even give him the time, but I couldn't resist his charms. Delia narrowed her eyes. —He is a sweetheart, the future father of my children, we will live together when he turns sixteen next week. He's actually giving me a show at my party. You must know him, his name is Harry Styles.

“Yeah, of course, but I need to go now. There’s something I need to settle in the company. Here’s my card—clear the bills once you’re done.” “No, Harry… you already paid for my dress and jewelry. Can’t take this too…” “Alia, have it.” He placed it in my hands, his fingers brushing mine. “Call me when you’re done. I’ll come pick you up.” He gave a small smile before closing the door. Despite having my own money now, Harry still paid for everything. I shook my head and whispered, “What a man…” I was handed a catalog of different hairstyles. Harry would have made a great choice, I smiled, remembering how he acted in the boutique. I pointed to a style that looked simple, elegant, and classy.

Harry replied, distractedly. Ria frowned, noticing that Harry's gaze kept wandering to the table across from them. She followed his line of sight and saw a stunning girl sitting with a handsome man. Ria couldn't help but wonder if Harry was attracted to this girl. Though she was beautiful, she seemed simple compared to Ria, who was dressed in a deep-necked tight shirt and jeans, her makeup perfectly done to turn heads.

Serena groaned as Hadley burst into laughter. "I hope Harry is there." Hadley grinned. Serena rolled her eyes. Harry was the Williams's almost thirty years old son who kept on asking her to go on a date with him. She didn't like him, he was ugly, he had so much hair and wore wide square glasses which he thought were cool. He drove this red car that had to see the mechanic every week. He wasn't her type of guy, he acted older than he already was. "What are you cooking?" Serena asked.

So annoying! "Ugh, I almost forgot you're here," I jokingly said, which is partly true. "Yeah, understandable. Look how hot she is," Harry praised Stacey and looked at her with lustful eyes. I got irritated with his actions. "Stop looking at her!" I give her the tuxedo I removed a while ago and cover it to her body. I'm selfish with my snack so I don't want Harry to be looking at her and imagining things. Stacey is also wearing lingeries; part of her presentation, I guess.