Harry Styles Girlfriends Novels & Stories

I didn’t have to think twice to know who it was. Harry William was hugging me right in front of everyone and I could see people were shocked. “Harry, how dare you push me for this dumb girl, I am your girlfriend!" Sylvia Fisk exclaimed. But Harry held me tightly and did not say anything and I thought it's better to keep my mouth shut, as I was really missing him and wanted to be close to him. “Harry, answer me,” Sylvia shouted.

Harry says all this in a breath. I laugh and he glares at me. "That's why you've been acting so secretive and on edge?" I would never have thought Harry liked a girl and never told me. I somehow felt bad. I thought he trusted me and told me everything like did to him. Well not everything but like 99% of my stuff. "So you got a twenty one year old girlfriend who's already working? You never told me anything Harry." Harry looks guilty. "You had so much going on and I know that's not an excuse but I really didn't know how to tell you. And she's not my girlfriend... yet." I nod at his explanation. I would have done the same too I guess.

Thus, I immediately pulled a long face and asked, “Who are you? Why don’t you introduce yourself first?” “Um, I’m Harry’s girlfriend.” Hearing that she was Harry’s girlfriend, my tone softened. “Oh, you are that star.” “Mrs. Walter, when I was with Harry, a few men in black took Harry away. I didn’t know what to do, so I’m calling you now.” Hearing this, I frowned and asked, “What? Someone men in black took Harry away. Who are they?”

She cuddled into the bed next to me as I rested on her shoulder. "Please I don't want to remember it", I looked away from the light as she ran her fingers through my hair. "You really hate him that much huh", she looked at me with sad eyes, it was her brother I hated so much but she wanted us to work out. "The sober me says that I only liked him a little bit, all other celebrity crushes higher than him, my heart still belongs to Harry Styles", she agreed to the last part.

‘Rowena said you were entertaining on Saturday night, so I thought I'd be better out of the way and in any case I’ve promised to meet a friend soon. ‘A male friend?’ asked Lewis, his eyes smiling at her in what was very definitely an intimate manner. Harriet shook her head. ‘No, a girlfriend.’ ‘Tell me, what was your last lover like?’ he asked politely. The wine she was drinking went down the wrong way, and Harriet was shaken by a coughing fit. He was obviously trying to shock her, she thought to herself as she began to recover. Well, he wasn’t going to succeed. He might be handsome and sensual but she wasn’t prepared to let him make a fool of her.

bloom and @htxharvey’ At first glance, the usernames looked dumb and nonsensical, but then the profile pictures caught his eye. Clicking on them, he opened them in a group tab so he could share the tab and move from one to another. And just like he had thought, it was Amelia Fessenden, Harvey’s girlfriend and fiancée, and the other one was Harvey himself. Rory’s finger hovered over the wiki link, wondering if he was ready to go down the rabbit hole of his brother’s girlfriend.

I stayed up until one in the morning, reading more and more since I've already dug up some dirt about him. Benedict Edward Rose Styles. Twenty-five years old. Fuckingly wealthy. He got a headline the day when the world found out he was the first born of Harry Styles from a one night stand. Mr. Harry Styles used to belong to an insanely famous boyband years ago called One Direction, later he turned to be a ridiculously filthy rich businessman. His mother, Miranda Rose Styles, at first kept him in secret for seven years from Harry and the entire world since she wasn't ready to tell everyone about him. Mrs. Styles was also married to her ex-husband Louis Tomlinson which was Harry Styles' best f

The 3 PM all-hands meeting was already underway when Audrey Mitchell, the CEO's wife, shoved the door open, her expression cold as ice. She marched straight at me and slammed a photograph onto my laptop keyboard. It was taken in a luxury hotel lobby. A young woman was trying to wrap her arm around Benjamin Mitchell, our CEO, while he held his hands up in a gesture of resistance. "Dylan, is this your girlfriend?" More than a hundred people packed into the conference room, collectively holding their breath. The room went dead silent. Beside me, my intern, Zoe Brooks, slowly pushed back her chair and stood up. She turned to look at me. Her eyes were red. "Dylan, last month in the break r

"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.