Harry Styles Funny Novels & Stories

Gossip and spectacle—both were instinctive human pleasures. Within hours, Harry's barking had gone viral, not just dominating domestic trending lists but spreading abroad as well. Violinists who had once quit the stage after suffering Harry's insults now felt vindicated, their long-suppressed anger released at last. In just a few hours, Harry's photos and videos had been mercilessly parodied. Some particularly creative netizens Photoshopped his face onto a dog's body and set it to ridiculous background music, leaving people laughing until their sides hurt.

You and I We don't wanna be like them We can make till the end Nothing can come between You and I Not even the gods above Can separate the two of us I hummed softly along and he looked over at me. "Big fan,huh?" "No, just one of them." I pulled over into the parking lot. "Who's this unlucky guy?" "One, he's not unlucky. Two, it's Harry." We walked towards my locker. "Harry Styles?" "No," I rolled my eyes at him. "Harry Potter." "Haha, really funny." He said as I slammed my locker shut. I turned on my heels and coffee spilled on my shirt. Way to start Friday morning. "Watch the hell where you're going." The voice barked.

He didn't even remove Catherine's hand on his arm. This is crazy. Why did I even believe he would remove his lover’s hand on his arm? She’s his great love, anyway. “Uh, Serena…” Harry got my attention by calling my name gently. “I don't think you’d like an ice cream in my hand instead of in a cone. My chocolate moose has become a cow.” I couldn't help but laugh at Harry’s joke. I saw a woman behind Harry trying so hard to hide her laughter while I almost teared up laughing at his crazy joke. Even Andy laughed at him while Catherine and Tyler remained silent and it brought me back to seriousness.

Harold hummed in response and then it clicked in his mind,"Wanna join me in the practice match, today?" "Oh no, no, I don't play football." She quickly replied, knitting her brows in nervousness. "Oh god, this girl!" Harold mumbled to herself and then explained, "Who's asking you to play, darling?" "Huh?" The curly haired still didn't understand the proposal. "All you have to do is cheer my name and be hot while holding a towel and a water bottle for me." He chuckled before taking the last bite of his salad. "Actually, I would rather be Harry Styles's whore than be your bleacher." Gracie added jokingly.

Harry rolled his eyes. "You don't do women, how will you know this things" and we both laugh. Trust Harry to make every awkward thing seem so funny. "So the Australian guy?" "Well…" "Look at you blushing !" "Get lost Harry!" I shouted ,going towards the locker and ignoring him knowing that it will be empty by this time around. *THE BIG GAME NIGHT*

Raiden. We entered the store when the girl Raiden bribed for a date glared at me. Excuse me?! Excuse you! What did I do?! "She's got one hell of a competition, oopsies!" Ione whispered. This girl! "Shut up Ione!" I rolled my eyes for the nth time. "Guys, what's your avatar name?" Ione asked them. "Harry Styles." Harry said nonchalantly. "HAHHAHAA Really? The Harry Styles? What originality!" I bursted into laughter because of how creative he is, jeez! "You, Arthur?"

"Harry! I almost hit you. Don't ever sneak up on me like that." "I'm sorry. I didn't want to call your name in front of everyone." I noticed something on his face, "what the hell, Harry! You shaved?" Harry's jaw, which was once filled with hair, was now clean shaved, and I think it suits him. He looks younger. "I decided to try something new." He said as he strokes his bare jaw. His face turned sour as he sniffed the air. "You smell different today." I didn't know how to answer that, so I kept quiet, trying to think of something else to say, but he beat me to it. "Where are you going to go dressed up like this?" He said, pointing at my dress and shoes.

I confessed truthfully as I struggled a little to find the right words. Harvey stared at me before his brows drew into a frown while I waited impatiently for his response. Instead of instantly replying to me, Harvey’s expression quickly changed, and he began laughing as if he had heard something quite crazy. I made a weird face at his unexpected reaction. I was trying to be serious about everything, but it seemed like Harvey found something about that very entertaining. “I don’t see what’s so funny…” I muttered. “Of course, it’s funny. Who do you think you are?” Harvey asked as he tried desperately to control his laughter.

Ten minutes wouldn’t even be enough for someone to finish a call, would it? “Ha ha ha! What a joke! I’ve seen a lot of douchebags who pretended to be great in front of me, but I’ve never seen anyone as shameless as you!” “Switch the host in ten minutes? Ha ha ha! Do you know who supports my family?” “I’m afraid you might piss in your pants if I tell you!” “Hell, you don’t deserve to know!” Harry and his workers roared in laughter. In their eyes, Harvey was no more than an idiot.

I immediately shrug him off. “Oh, sorry. I’m probably all sweaty and gross. My bad.” He apologises but he doesn’t actually sound remotely sorry. In fact he’s super cheerful. “You’re fine. Just keep your hands to yourself. It’s weird seeing you in casual clothes.” I observe. Harry grins at me. “Back atcha. You look so adorable in your giant t-shirt. It’s almost like a dress on you. I can imagine you curled up on your couch watching a movie like that. Or curled up on my lap preferably.” He winks at me and I roll my eyes.