Harry Styles Ex Boyfriends Novels & Stories

"I appreciate his hard work, he was such an independent guy." Harry's lips tucked upward but he bit his lips to prevent him from smiling. "And I am not finished yet. He might have succeeded in his business life but he was a dumbass. He has no feelings for others. He had dated different types of models at the age of 14 and broke up with them within a week. He was so rude." I scoffed. "He often changed them like a dress. He was such arrogant and also a short temper. He was always surrounded by his cousin who was a model also but I don't know her name." I concluded the history of Harry John Brooks I have known.

Then back at her. Absolutely not. Harry was my younger cousin. Twenty-three. Rich, reckless, and had the attention span of a goldfish. He’d been kicked out of two colleges for fighting, and last I heard he was “investing” in crypto by day and racing motorcycles by night. He flirted with anything that breathed and left a trail of crying girls behind him. And Shula, my Shula, who blushed at the word ‘virgin’, was practically vibrating at the sound of his name.

Time to bring out my invisible long list of questions. “How old are you?” I asked. He lowered his eyes. “That? You couldn't just G****e me?” I scoffed “I don't care about you that much Aaron Vanderbilt” Lies, it had not occurred to me to. I don't think I’d ever actually googled anyone before. Except Harry Styles of course. He gave a slight chuckle. I squinted. Did Aaron just laugh? With me? The meds must have been getting to him I suppose.

" Fanky inquired. "Indeed, haist! Whatever!" Arosh answered as she moaned. In a little while, a portion of their colleagues showed up and discussed the issue about Harry's better half. One of their schoolmates drew nearer and posed them an inquiry. "Arosh and Fanky, did you know the Second Chance band, perhaps you likewise realize who Harry's sweetheart is?" she asked them. They took a gander at one another prior to replying. "Indeed we know them, however we don't have a clue about Harry's better half." Said Fanky.

“I was like that as well when he started pursuing me. It was horrifying and terrifying as well but I could never escape him” “Kian?” I ask, surprised by the sudden revelation. He dated Kian. “God, no” Harvey chuckles, horror in his eyes at my suggestion “It was… it’s someone else” The relief that washes over me in nauseating but needed. “Who is it?” “I’ll tell you with time but I want you to know that Kian will probably be in the party. He always attend them” I knew that “Oh. I didn’t know” “Don’t let that stop you from having fun. I doubt he will do anything to you” Harvey tells me and I nod. I am going to ignore him today. I won’t let him come close to me.

“Because she was only trying to get back to her ex-boyfriend and ex-best friend.” I decided to explain everything to him, starting from when Alexa and I got suspended and how we had both run into her ex-boyfriend and best friend making out in one of the empty class rooms. By the time I was done, Harry let out a long whistle. “Well, that was some messed up and crazy shit. However, those two are assholes.” “I agree.” I said, at the same time Harry continued. “However, I still don’t see what’s stopping you from asking her out.”

I stayed up until one in the morning, reading more and more since I've already dug up some dirt about him. Benedict Edward Rose Styles. Twenty-five years old. Fuckingly wealthy. He got a headline the day when the world found out he was the first born of Harry Styles from a one night stand. Mr. Harry Styles used to belong to an insanely famous boyband years ago called One Direction, later he turned to be a ridiculously filthy rich businessman. His mother, Miranda Rose Styles, at first kept him in secret for seven years from Harry and the entire world since she wasn't ready to tell everyone about him. Mrs. Styles was also married to her ex-husband Louis Tomlinson which was Harry Styles' best f

Hazel picked out a jacket from her closet and put it on, "Okay, I'm sorry, but you have to go ... Lee will be here soon and I have to get ready." "You look nice," he commented. He was being truthful. She smiled, "Thanks." Marlon stood and pointed to the cardboard cutout by her bed, "Harry Styles ... I met him once at my dad's party in Goldstone ... cool guy." Just when she thought he couldn't make her feel any geekier. This guy had actually met the love of her life in person and probably had a casual conversation with him. When Harry seemed to be so out of reach for her, another being from another world. "Awesome," she murmured. She didn't want to go all fangirl crazy and ask him for the det

He looked at the sky silently and felt that he was the most miserable man in the world. "I'm going to ask Boyce." When Stacy was about to get up, Harry held her more tightly. In order to please his wife, his brother stood behind him. "He used to have a girlfriend before. It was his first love. Later, he broke up with her, which was a big blow to him. He hadn't had a girlfriend seriously for so many years. This time, he might be serious, otherwise..." He gave Stacy a look that you understood, and he took the opportunity to stick it in her arms. "I haven't talked about it for once."

, Harry said before he started his story. " My grandmother, Paris and Matthew's grandmother were best of friends. It's as though they were joined at the hip. So it came as a shock to Megan when Paris told her that she now had a boyfriend", Harry said. Anastasia listened intently as Harry kept narrating his family history, Anastasia was drawn into as she imagined everything Matthew said. ****** "I now have a boyfriend ", Paris had said to her friend with a dreamy look in her eyes. "You're kidding right?", Megan asked and Paris shook her head, "It's Stephen Smith", Paris said.