Harry Styles Ex Girlfriend Novels & Stories

she slurred. “You sure?” “Of course,” she replied immediately. “Who are you with?” I asked. She began to chuckle. That was my cue to know that she was doing something naughty. “Guess,” she continued chuckling. “Harley I have no time to play games” “Okay okay! “ she sniffed. “ I’m with Harry” “Harry? As in your ex-husband?” My eyes widened. She began to laugh. “ You are so funny Camilla”

They looked like an extremely happy couple in the photos but I didn't bother viewing the other photos of them. *Finally, from our resourceful sources, we've discovered his new girlfriend, Imogen Mark. She works as his secretary.* There was a beautiful photo of me below. I definitely didn't remember taking this photo but I was grinning and in a very sexy red dress with my hair tied into a ponytail. "New girlfriend?!" I screamed. "Oh, Jesus." I resumed reading the article. *It turns out they've been keeping their relationship a secret. In order to avoid letting their relationship become viral, Imogen worked as Hames' best friend, Kade's secretary, till they finally agreed to work together. * W

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.

"Who is she?" "She ... I ... Well ... " He stuttered and stammered, grasping for the right words to say. "She ... She's Hugh's old girlfriend. But don't get the wrong end of the stick. When HR sent me her application I was as shocked as you. Hugh didn't know anything about it either. Nobody was expecting her to come looking for a job." I felt like I could barely breathe. I reached out my hand and grasped a nearby railing for support. "Tell me, why did they break up?"

" The lady nagged, mockery in her voice. Mere looking at her, Bethel recognized the lady to be the rumoured "Stephanie Smith" a very popular model. Wait, she's Harry's ex wife. Oh God, Angel's mother. "You're a dead man!!" Steph pressed further. "You made sure of that" Harry's hoarse voice came up. Bethel sensed pain in his voice. "Steph leave my house!" He added. "Until I get my daughter out of here and is that your hired sex slave!! I see" Steph clapped her hands in rhythms. But deep down, jealousy burned her throat.

Yeah, she must have known about this. I messaged Riley to meet me before lunch break and headed to my class. When the third bell rang, Riley came to speak with me as we decided. "What do you want to talk about?" "I want to know about hailey's ex-boyfriend." "Are you talking about Dean? The one she broke up with recently?" "No. Not him." "Then who are you talking about?" "Harry Russell." "Why do you want to know about him?"

Lyla asks, her tone polite. She looks different. Not just because of the white lab coat, but her whole presence has shifted. Everyone has. Her hair, once a light brown, is now a cascade of dark waves. The name on her coat reads: Lyla Garcia. Victor Garcia’s last name. They were dating back then. Now, they’re married—the golden band on her finger confirms it. I can’t help the small smirk. They were a sickeningly sweet couple back in the day. Then again, who wasn’t?

Theresa is her name," she says. Anita was taken aback by the name. Theresa. Harry's ex-fiance. He had thrown away the woman for Stacy. Gregor and Nathan looked at each other. "She may be a trap," Gregor remarked. Anita gave a slow nod. "Or she might be a loose end that Harry failed to tidy up." Nathan didn't think twice. "Bring her in."

“You don’t know, do you?” Mia’s throat tightened. “Know what?” Layla tilted her head, mock apologetic. “He dated someone on the team a few years ago. Erin Langford. Brilliant. Beautiful. Then she disappeared.” Mia kept her face still. Calm. Layla stepped closer. “He never talks about it. No one does. But she was just like you. Thought she could handle him. Until she couldn’t.” With one final glance at Harry, she turned and melted into the crowd.

"You can choose between Shawn Mendes, Ed Sheeran and Harry Styles," I said, staring at the ink blur that the blue pen had left on my fingers. Kendall moaned softly. "I have sex with Ed, affair with Harry and kill Shawn. "That was easy! "I Scratched the names on the napkin and switched to the clean side.