Harry Styles Funny Novels & Stories

Harry had made him wear a black crop top that exposed his flat tummy and high waisted black jeans that accentuated the curve of his waist and hips. His face was bare save for the pink lip gloss and the thin eyeliner which Harry insisted will make his pretty features pop out. While he looked good, this didn't feel like him at all. The omega preferred his comfortable hoodies and sweats. Standing amidst the people in this club, he felt exposed. Harry nudged his shoulder. "You should loosen up and dance!" Simon frowned at him. "But we're here for—" "I know," Harry said, touching his shoulder. "Dance and you'll find whatever you're looking for."

"What were you expecting! That I jump and cuddle onto you!" "Yes I was expecting that." Harry smirked. "Still the same arsehole." Five said with a returned smirk of hers. "You still lack fashion taste." Harry replied with a grin. "What's bad about wearing a pair of canvas and a jean jacket to a party?" She pouted like a child. "When the party is not a school one, then it's bad." Harry laughed gently. "I missed you!" Five confessed.

Harry smirked, making fun of me. I frowned my face because it felt like he was insulting me. "Hey, I don't mean it that way. I just don't want you to get sick." He said, moving close to me. "You're right," I say, pulling off my top as he watched. I knew he was surprised I did. I have now left my underwear. I should probably pull these off since it was wet. Harry was just standing in front of me looking surprised. Why was he staring at me?

With my fists wrapped in tape wraps, I went to work on the punching bag, hitting and grunting, hoping that I could work out all my frustration and the calories before Dad returned. ** I turned my headset on and scrolled through my phone for the perfect playlist. Contrary to everything that happened in school earlier, my disappointment with Theo, Kendall’s threat and Leo and Lea’s … well, those two are just plain weird, I wasn’t in the mood to listen to something dark, so I pulled up my Harry Styles playlist and tapped play. Look, don’t call me cheesy. I love Harry Styles, and if you find that weird, then so be it.

They requested for some fire just by the woods as they had planned, yes it wasn't that cold but it was getting chilled, in a cool way though, hahaha now I remember Harry Style's Carpool with James Corden when he said he gets emotional in a cool way, hahaha, I got that. "Hey Nick! What's that shit you have in your face? Like you drank a glass of Ed Sheran's pubs or something "? The girls also heard Jaden say that and it got everyone laughing.😂😂 He tried wiping the shit out of it but he couldn't see anything. "I'm just pulling your leg bra, wanted you to feel like shit now that Teddy is here, hahaha got you"! Jaden laughed at him as they all did. "You know what? Fuck you! " he exclaimed.

He then said “As I have your husband’s name, you should respect me like your husband. You shouldn’t shout at me even if I was irregular to college, if I get suspended or even if I bring girls to our house. Um... I mean to help me in my studies.” Ugh! Seriously Harry? What an idiot you are? “Oh really!” granny held Harry’s ear and pinched it. “Ouch! Grandpa your wife is killing me. Do something.” He shouted. Granny started laughing hearing his sentence. Harry smiled looking at her and said “I love to see you laughing, gran.” “But not here. Everyone will look at me like a mad one.” She said laughing. I smiled looking at them. Harry always tries to make everyone laugh despite of whatever the si

I deadpanned and the smirks dissolved from his face. I stepped back towards the kitchen and he followed in a confident strides. "Granny, Harry's here to see you!" I announced leaving the trap wide open for him. Cluelessly he fell for it. "Ricky, princess." I glanced at him and his face was all shades of cocky. I knew just how to handle him. "Oh, shoot. I thought you were Harry Styles." I had him pretty good because the smugness and arrogance puffed right off his broad shoulders but Grandma Mary came out just in time to save me from whatever comeback he had brewed up in his mind.

"No! That was my mom. She worries too much about my first day and keeps calling to check on me like I'm five years old." I couldn't hold it in anymore and snorted with laughter, covering my mouth because it came out way louder than I expected and oh my god that was embarrassing. Harry looked at me with wide eyes, then started smiling. "It's okay to laugh. You don't have to hide it." I laughed harder and he grinned like he was enjoying this. "You laugh like a cute pig." My laughter stopped immediately. "I do NOT laugh like a pig!" "You literally just snorted."

The two of them shared each other in a manly way and Kavinsky walked in. Harry is wearing a white round-neck top and black pants, he held a cup of coffee in his left hand. He had black straight hair which made a bang in front of his face. His face is oblong and his eyes were black too. "What of your Dad?", Kavinsky asked crashing on the brown sofa. "He is at work", Harry replied sipping the coffee he held. "Aren't you going to offer me one?", Kavinsky asked referring to the coffee "Nah, am cool", Harry replied and they both laughed

"You still love Elvis Presley? Or over the years you also have some handsome singer-crush material. Harry Styles?" I hear her giggle softly and I move my eyes from the damn phone to watch her giggling so genuinely after she had cried for hours. Shit! She's beautiful. Her smile is beautiful! Her eyes when she smiles become ten times more beautiful. Everything about her is beautiful. I just stare at her my heart out as she covers her mouth lightly while laughing. "I'm not crazy though. But yeah", she says. "Okay!" I nod, searching for some playlists. "How did you guess that, by the way?" she asks abruptly. "I wasn't listening to him years back. There's no way you would know"