Harry Styles Funny Novels & Stories

Aditi, who was standing alone, couldn't control herself and laughed happily after seeing Harry's face. "Must say. These two brats are really good with their mischievousness." Ashwin shook his head as he spoke. Right now in front of them, Harry was standing with not just a clown makeup but also his hairs were tied into African style. It would be fine if it was just a hairstyle but it was painted with different colours. A white face with different colours on not just face but also on hair, was definitely making everyone laugh at him. "Henry won't have that much courage to do this alone to his big brother. Hehehe. It must be Serene. Hihihi." Aditi said between her laughs.

I move him slowly, carefully waking him up. He slowly opens his eyes and we were just staring at each other. “That was a good nap.” he pulled himself up and sat next to me, flaunting his half braided hair. “Wow Harry it really suits you.” Diana was quick to comment. “You look beautiful.” Neal jokes too. “Thank you Neal.” Harry answered jokingly. “You don’t have to remind yourself that I look way more beautiful than you.” We laughed even louder with his response to Neal’s. To be honest, it really did suit him probably because of his curls on the ends of his hair but he really looked great it. “The hairline is really receding up there.” Zion jokes which makes all of us laugh.

I complimented. Her pink lips moistened with a shiny lipstick spread apart into a big smile. "But I'm not the one getting all the stares" I looked around and grasped the way some guys stared lustily at me. "Harry's gonna kill them all" Harley remarked with a wicked but playful glint in her blue eye then she turned. As Harley walked away, I glanced back at Harry. He was standing with Ryan and some other celebrities. He looked like a gentleman, and at the same time, he looked like someone that could kill if you stepped on his toes, but deep down I know he wouldn't hurt a fly intentionally.

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."

“I am serious. And don’t call me Shirley.” Christian Henry makes the funny jokes sometimes. Who knew?

I always wore a tie on my wrist so I used it to style up my hair in a low pony tail. I took two more puffs before I tossed the cigarette on the floor besides my leg and stomped on it. I watched as the little flames scattered before i turned to face Harry. His face was flustered from the cold. He must have a very sensitive skin. His blonde hair was brushed back and his black eyes bigger than ever. He wore a white T-shirt and fancy green knicker. His eyebrows were thick and he had long lashes with a well defined body that showed under his shirt. One could consider him as attractive

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.

DARIUS' POV "Well, well," his smooth voice said. I turned around slowly to face Harry who was standing in the doorway. He looked immaculate as always in tailored clothes that probably cost more than most pack members made in a month. His blonde hair was artfully styled. There was a strange false concern etched into his big bright blue eyes. He looked like an angel. But Harry? He acted like the devil. "I heard there was some excitement today. Came to see the damage for myself."

#CEO of Safari fashions dressed in what Steph Edwards referred to as rags! "What!!!" Harry exclaimed. His secretary had just showed him the ongoing trend. "Oh...my God!" He picked his blazer. "You're going?" His secretary asked him. "Of course, Steph is going to pay for this" Harry said angrily wondering how Bethel must be feeling now. "Damn!" He swore. * "Bethel, I'm so sorry" Harry said walking into her room. "I'll make Steph pay for this, i promise. She's gonna get arrested!"

He just sat there and looked at her. "Wait. Are you serious? You were part of a band?" Realization seeped in. "I was." "Whoa! That's new. I could never imagine you in it. What do you do? Play the tambourine?" She teased. "You seriously can't imagine me in it, that you have to think of me doing the littlest thing." "Can you blame me?" "You don't think I can be Harry Styles in one direction." Then he pushed invisible locks from his face dramatically, posing as Harry.