Fanfic Harry Styles Novels & Stories

She had offered to wash both our plates. "Well, howdy, stranger." That scent and voice seemed so familiar. I turned to see piercing blue eyes on me. It was Harry, and he had his hair in a bun and was wearing a pair of sweatpants. I've never really had a thing for man buns, but he made them work. "Harry!" I exclaimed, genuinely pleased to see him. He was my first friend here—if he considers me a friend. "How have you been?"

The black suit he wore the shoes and his hair black to match and then his brown eyes were so dreaming he was looking like a real demigod right now and I just couldn't imagine myself without him ,he looked so breathtaking . When we arrived at the venue they welcomed us well but the flashlight and the reports made it really difficult for me to see. I just had to force MY way behind him to take more of everything . "Mr harry welcome to England ", "Mr harry you look good " "Mr harry is the woman with you hour pa " ."Mr harry is it true that you are dumping your fiance Kylie Bernardo " "Mr harry please say a word " "Mr Harry, why haven't you brought your family out ?"

They were small and almost dense, fleeting that would go away like the wind. “It won't spoil the sun, it won't rain.” “Your Dylan O'Brien poster if it rains.” She negotiated the bet. I stopped my walk, looking at her in disbelief. “Not my poster.” He pursed his lips, swallowing an insult in my honor. “What about Harry Styles?” “Done, but…” I shook her hand, pulling her towards me, “if it doesn't rain you'll give me your Strange Things sweatshirt.” He released his hand from the deal, displaying his disagreement.

"This little beauty looks so pure, with skin so fair and delicate. She must still be a virgin, right?" Harry sneered, licking his lips repeatedly. "I love trying new things. An innocent young woman like her is exactly my favorite. Of course, a mature stunner like Mabel is also very much to my liking. I'm sure having both of them in bed together would be an entirely different experience, it would be a mix of two extremes and I'd probably die from pleasure!

Naturally, everyone turned to look at her. She had gone back to her usual style, wearing a long, feminine dress. Her skin was fair, and she looked beautiful. Unfortunately, the heavy makeup on her face stripped away the softness that made her pretty. It was jarring. However, she didn't seem to notice. In fact, she seemed convinced she looked stunning. When she caught Harry glancing her way, her excitement swelled into smug satisfaction. However, the truth was, Harry muttered under his breath, "Her style is ridiculous. She looks like an old woman."

chapter 33 defiling his orders A knock came breaking Adia out of her reverie as she walked to the door, "Hey" she greeted as she saw a feminine man at the door with a full makeup on his face. "Good day ma'am" he greeted enthusiastically " Good day" Adia responded, her eyes working as she had never seen this strange face before. "Am harry, your stylist" he introduced himself seeing Adia was feeling uncomfortable. "Okay.." Adia stressed looking for a more valid explanation.

“Harry.” “Tell me that you’re glad to see me,” Harry’s appearance was, as always, dramatically beautiful. Tall, lean, broad shouldered, and dressed with an effortless elegance that Meguitte could never reproduce, their hair was a waist length, silky straight dyed golden curtain. From behind she might have mistaken Harry for Talen, though Talen had not worn his hair that length since his time in Alden whilst he had been grieving Gera, and Talen tended more to denim and flannelette than designer wear.

She grabbed a plastic coke and jammed the fridge. “Look I’m sorry about this but it’s not just proper to….” “Who is she?” Harry interrupted Jane, standing beside the door that led to the bedroom. “Oh look how cute you are. What’s your name cutie?” Kate down in front of Harry, smiling happily to him. “Harry” he drawled. “And you look just like Harry Styles. He is my favorite singer” Kate touched his soft cheek, rubbed her hand on his thick black hair, stood back up and stared at Jane with a smile.

The girls excitement was to see if he was one of the hot ones to hook up, while guys on the other hand were excited to see which gang he would join, considering the rumours also mentioned him to be one of the high class. "What do you think will he look like? Will he have red flaming hairs with green eyes?" Sam asked with a girlish giggle, while the others joined in. "Or sandy blond wavy locks with ocean blue eyes!" "Are you dreaming of Harry Styles?" Riley asked incredulously to Christi, who looked baffled. "Harry Styles doesn't have sandy blond hairs! Get it together!" While the girls bickered on, Sam turned her attention to Agatha, who was busy scrolling through her I*******m. "What do yo

"I brought my ex with me” Harry incomprehensibly turns his head towards me. “Do you remember I told you I had never smelled a woman before ? That's because she's not giving off any scent”. Harry's eyebrows seem to have grown together over his forehead. “And that's because she's one of them. The witches”. I look down. Harry starts laughing. "What's so funny ?" “You've been with a girl who spends her free time killing guys like you? How the hell did you dare cheat on her ?”