Pillow Harry Styles Novels & Stories

Harry Lee stood up from his seat and bowed down his head while his hand was raised. He was an upright man, always stood straight, and wearing vintage and clear glasses. He was really tall, wearing a black coat and slacks, and he has these lips that were always pursing when he looks from one person to another. His jawline was so strong, and he looks really young for his age of fifty. He also has this tidy and brown hair like Hazi. "It was much of a pleasure, sir Sy! Thank you so much for your kind acceptance!" Harry said giddily and sat down quietly on his seat. He picked up one of the breadsticks and ate it while smiling.

I felt even more like a potato in front of her. The man next to him was no stranger to me. He was none other than Harry Styles, an actor and celebrity known for lawsuits. He had become famous after a scandal involving his girlfriend, and I remember that this had been a time when he avoided following the lives of the famous, so I didn't know the reasons for so many controversies.

“One Direction.” Niamh sat down next to me with a plate of pastries. She definitely had a sweet tooth, and I had to admit I found it rather charming. “One Direction? They broke up forever ago,” she said. “I meant Gary Styles. The one with the hair.” She bit her lip. “You mean Harry Styles?” Was that his name? Christ, I was bungling this badly. “Yes, of course. Harry. How could I forget?” “I distinctly remember you not knowing anything about One Direction a few months ago.”

Harry shrugs, "He was really tall." He suddenly covers his mouth, looking upset, "I promised not to tell. It was supposed to be our secret." "What was his name, Harry?" But Harry shakes his head, "I didn't ask. He was really nice, though." I look at the brown paper bag next to the report and open it to reveal some fresh ham sandwiches, some fruit custard, and a few small bottles of juices. There's more food on the chair next to mine.

I roll my eyes and elbow Bellamy in the ribs. “Sure.” Harry answers, waving around his right hand which is still clutching what I can now see is a shiny glass bottle full of something purple. “Incubi delivery service. Where we always deliver the whole package.” He says with a wink. I groan. “That was terrible Harry.” I complain. “I could try another one. You would be surprised how many lines I can come up with using the word ‘package.’ Harry offers. “Please don’t” Bellamy says dryly.

Lilly I’m sitting in my room making up playlists for my comeback concert. Hey, I didn’t call it that Harry did. He has been advertising like crazy. Or that is what I was told. Neil thinks it is funny as hell. Probably because the night of the concert is also Halloween. So Harry is going to have the place decorated. And he is encouraging people to dress up. I think it is going to be fun. So I convinced the band to dress up as well. I know Anna is working on my costume but she won’t tell me what it is. All I know is we are doing about half eighties stuff and the other half is newer. With some Halloween favorites in there as well.

The black suit he wore the shoes and his hair black to match and then his brown eyes were so dreaming he was looking like a real demigod right now and I just couldn't imagine myself without him ,he looked so breathtaking . When we arrived at the venue they welcomed us well but the flashlight and the reports made it really difficult for me to see. I just had to force MY way behind him to take more of everything . "Mr harry welcome to England ", "Mr harry you look good " "Mr harry is the woman with you hour pa " ."Mr harry is it true that you are dumping your fiance Kylie Bernardo " "Mr harry please say a word " "Mr Harry, why haven't you brought your family out ?"

Alice POV I was in shock when I saw Harry appear in front of me wearing ripped jeans. Adidas trainers and a white t-shirt. His t-shirt hugged his muscles showing of the perfection under the fabric. He put a baseball cap on and we walked out of the bedroom. We walked past the press unnoticed which made me happy. I don’t know how to react in front of them.

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

"Sorry for being rude, let me introduce myself first. I'm Harry, Harry Cairn." "I'm Neil Wesley." "Hello, Neil." "Uh, hi." Fortunately, I had a habit when flying of placing less essential items in the seat pocket before takeoff, so important things were not within reach. In front of me were now a mirror, a comb, sunglasses, and a mask. The position of the mirror happened to allow me to see that Harry fellow clearly. He was a man with skin almost as fair as Neil's, standing at around six feet, with a physique that could rival a model but fell short compared to mine. His face, a typical pretty boy look, heavily reliant on hairstyle and grooming, would be inadequate without them.