Harry Styles Funny Novels & Stories

" Harry backed away slightly, crossing his arms over his chest. "Asshole! I'm not that frustrated yet," Aiden replied with a small chuckle. "Wait! You're chuckling?" exclaimed Harry, looking surprised. What's wrong?" asked Aiden. “You're healthy, right? Are you possessed by a spirit or some kind of vampire?" said Harry. "Come on Harry! Your expression is ridiculous. Aiden was still smiling as he sipped his drink. How long have I known you? But this is the first time I've seen you chuckle like that; how fucking handsome! Harry exclaimed, making Aiden laugh even more.

“You heard right. Just this morning, she tossed my paintings in the trash can and called them garbage.” Fuck! I shouldn’t have said that. I regret my loose tongue the instant those words leave my mouth. With the amount of whiskey I have coursing through me right now, it’s a miracle I haven’t spilled the passwords to my bank accounts already. I should probably stop drinking so much. Harry’s laughter is full blown now, tears streaming down his face as he tries desperately not to collapse onto the ground in laughter. “Have you had enough?” I ask him seriously, trying to suppress my smirk.

Hadley was acting defensively, so Harry remarked, "Hadley, I'm sorry for speaking ill of you before." He apologized with a deep bow. Startled, Hadley took a step back. "It's been a year," she thought. Why does he appear different?” "Why do you bow that way? I'm still alive." "You wouldn't treat your father with this much respect," she said. Her final statement amused Harry. "Hadley, I haven't seen you in a year," he said, leaning playfully against the wall. “Since we last met, you've grown considerably funnier. After escaping that slime, you are genuinely more attractive."

Their plan? He’d been acting all this while? Haley's relief knew no bounds, understanding the meaning behind what he said. Relaxing back on the chair, she let her eyelids close, laughing softly. “You got me there.” “I know, right?” Harry laughed as well. “My acting skill is unrivaled.” Indeed, he was. But he didn't need to be so full of himself. Shaking her head, Haley laughed again. Before she opened her eyes, Harry had resumed driving out of the parking lot. At a slow pace as if stalling time.

Although Harry didn't have a good sense of humor, and hated the sarcasm with which Diane often spoke, he knew she was absolutely right, it was time to "take a walk" "Okay Diane, give me 30 minutes and we'll go out" past the agreed time Harry returns, Diane is dumbfounded to see him more relaxed, he had light jeans a little tight to the body, a dark t-shirt, and sneakers, all very fine and elegant, it was quite hot these days, he did that a coat was not needed, he had put on a softer and more youthful perfume, and his face was accompanied by dark glasses. "Wow! Where's Mr. Harry old man?" he just shakes his head.

I put my lips to the side. "It depends on who he is. "Harry Styles," said Charlie, still looking up. "He demanded that if it was a welcome party, it should have three different styles, but he is better than me when it comes to Abby. I swear, for the first time in years organizing parties, I'm lost.

"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 ?”

Harry who was fond of making jokes with the former CEO’s son during staff meetings was now silent as a grave. The meeting was so tense that by the time it ended, everyone felt relived. Mr. Carrington seemed to be a very serious man. He had not smiled throughout the meeting. I wondered if he knew how to laugh. If I hadn’t gone to that party in the woods, I would have thought everyone from Misenium was grumpy. Harry and I were close friends. We had started working at the same time and so bonded easily due to facing similar struggles. “Things are about to get tough around here,” Harry said as we entered my office.

I pretend to think about his question placing my hand on my chin and looking up at the sky as I swirl around in my chair. “I doubt, I’m not really a big fan of keeping the devil that close as a pet” Harry seemed to find this very funny as he couldn’t stop laughing, I stared at him. Just laughing for a little before I joined in with a slight giggles. It was actually quite reliving. “What’s so funny?”

The more he didn't let himself see, the more Stacy wanted to see, "How did I find your guilty conscience?" Harry coughed and cleared his throat, "What is my guilty conscience?" "Since you are not guilty, let me go." Stacy stretched out his hand to push him away, and there was the underwear she bought at the mall today in the pool. Harry "..." The air was still for a few seconds. Suddenly Stacy laughed. Harry has a serious face, "What are you laughing at?" Stacy leaned on the door frame and continued to laugh while holding his stomach. Oops, this man is so cute.