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"Harry. Come over tonight?"  "I can't.. I was sleeping." He said, slightly annoyed that I called him up at like 3 in the morning.  "Please." I rolled my eyes.  I waited for a response, as I could hear shuffling at the other end of a line.  "Do you want to have sex tonight?"  I smiled, biting my lip. "Pleasure to."  He lowly chuckled, as I yawned.  "I'll be there in about ten minutes."  "I'm naked under the sheets."  "Maybe five, then." I could hear him moving around already, me guessing he was fumbling with his jeans before I hear him head downstairs.  I smirked. "Oh and by the way."  "Yeah?" He breathed out.  "I hate you."  --------------------------  We were the complete opposites, as you can see.. But we both had one single thing in common.  COPYRIGHTED Ã‚Â© BritishBums  COVER MADE BY: BritishBums (lol) EDITOR: fivesaucetbhAll Rights Reserved

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No Fucks Given | H.S. COMPLETED✓ by FreakingDeadInside

Cora Greer's life has been nothing but a major pain in the ass, so it shouldn't come as a surprise when she finally decides to put an end to her misery. But what happens when, in a sudden turn of events, she gets kidnapped by a gang leader, A.K.A. Harry Styles, right as she's about to jump? Well I guess it's safe to say that Cora will be giving no fucks what so ever as she makes his life a living Hell while trying to escape. Join Cora as she goes through heaven and hell as she slowly falls for him and regains her will to live! *WARNING* This is gonna be cringe like actually cringe. Oh and also: Mature content and mention of rape, sexual assault, abuse, etc. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- SNEAK PEAK! My heart thud painfully in my chest as Harry opened the big mahogany doors and threw me inside before stepping in himself and locking the door behind him. I quickly stood up and ran behind the desk, and he let me... which meant he was torturing me like this on purpose. He wanted to see me cower and run in fear. A wide grin spread across his lips that spread immense shivers down my spine. "Oh kitten, I haven't even shown you what I'm capable of yet." He hissed, pouncing on me. I let out a scream as I tried to run towards the door but he caught me spun me around. My back hit his desk as he towered over my tiny body. My eyes were wide and frightened. "GET OFF OF ME! STOP!!!" I shrieked. He thrust his hand between my thighs with a grin. "Harry!" I cried again desperately, struggling to hold in my tears. I will not break in front of this jerk! He pried my legs apart and got in between. I tried to struggle but he caught my wrists and slammed them above my head, pinning them. He was laughing at me, laughing at my fear. He was having the time of his fucking life.

Loved You First (HARRY STYLES) by iivoraii

I'm dangerously inlove with my bestfriend bummer is, he doesn't feel the same. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ This book is fanfiction so if the things mentioned is not what it is in reality forgive me, after all that's what fiction is. The story is about Harry Styles. I love him and he inspired me to write this. I'm not claiming to be his no.1 fan but I sure am a fan. I hope you'll enjoy reading this. I won't be asking you to vote or comment if you don't feel like doing, knowing you read this is enough. Thank you. Love lots.

The Cost of Immortal Love [H.S A.U] by StoriesByAlexis

I anxiously staring at him, waiting for him to laugh and tell me it's a joke, a really bad fucking joke. He's in front of me in a blink of an eye and picks me up. My legs wrap around his back as he holds my thighs firm. My back presses against the wall as he pushes us against it. His breath intertwining with mine. He presses his lips to mine and I can tastes the wine he must have had before coming to see me. His grip on my thighs tighten and he pushes himself harder against me. I gasp as the feeling of him between my legs ignites. "Harry," I breathlessly pant trying to pull myself away. "I haven't done any of my moves and you're already screaming my name."

Stockholm Syndrome//H.S by dorkaliciousdama13

As I leave, the cold British wind greets me. I zip up my sweater, and start walking home. Thanks to my parents, I don't have a car. "You're too irresponsible for a car, Courtney. You can always save up for one once you leave this house," my father had scoffed when I asked him. I walk at a fast pace, hoping to avoid any random strangers lurking in the dark streets. "Hey, darling. What are you doing all alone in the dark?" I hear a voice ask. I pick up his deep, British accent. I ignore him, and start jogging. Just a few more streets... I hear his swift feet, and he grabs me from behind, pressing a wet cloth on my face. He drags me behind a building. My muffled screams are the only noise in the silent night. I try to break from his strong, yet careful hold. I wiggle under his grip, but he only lets out a sigh. "Shhhhh...don't scream...everything will be alright...shhhh..." he whispers. I feel warm tears slide down my face, and my eyesight blurs, and I stop screaming and escaping. The last thing I see are the swaying trees. Then... DARKNESS... ✯✯✯✯✯ 19-year-old Courtney Thompson hates her life. From her annoying stepmother, to her overprotective father. The only thing that keeps her alive is her brother and reading. She's always wanted to die, but after being kidnapped, all she wants is to live. Her kidnapper is beyond amazing. From the good looks, to his niceness. But that's what he is...a kidnapper. A killer. A stalker. ✯Will she fall for him, even if he kidnapped her?✯ ✯Will she find out the countless secrets that he hides?✯ ✯Will she escape?✯ Will she fall victim to... STOCKHOLM SYNDROME? ✯✯✯✯ © DorkaliciousDama13 2016 Please don't copy. This book is original, and it comes from a place called "BRAIN". Plus...you'll be in BIG trouble if you copy my book. I don't own 1D. (❤I Wish❤...)

My Strange Neighbor *Completed* by 1DFan86

*Caution* SEXUAL CONTENT "So what do you need help with?" Harry asks. "I was lying I don't have homework just leave now." I demand. "No. And if you don't have homework.. Why don't I help you turn that groan of yours into a moan." He says and then comes close and whispers into my ear, "But remember you got to keep it down.. You parents will hear." "You are so rude." I say stepping away from him. "Oh am I?" He asks. "Yes you are. Leave my room. I don't feel comfortable with you in here." I tell him. He steps closer and closer to me as I step back. I reach the wall and look him dead in the eyes. "Well.. Babe.. You can't make me leave." He says. "Don't call me babe." I say. "Sorry babe." He smirks. I just give him the death glare. He leans in and I immediately know what he is doing. "Get away from me!" I say putting my hand on his lips pushing his head away from me. He chuckles, "Now now babe." "Don't now now babe me." I sass him. "Being sassy are we?" He asks. "Yes. I am." I say. "Well.. I suppose we will continue this later.. I would rather make you wet when your not sassing me." He says smirking. "Your not making me wet!" I say to him. "Well babe.. When I kiss you so rough and nibble on your sweet spot to make you moan my name. And when I feel you up and massage your boobs.. I guarantee you'll be wet. And after my first thrust of me going into you.. You will orgasm. If not I will go harder and rougher till you scream my name and have the biggest orgasm you'll ever experience." He whispers into my ear. That sent shivers right down my body. Ok maybe I'm a little wet now.

PRECIPICE [h.s.] by stillhurtingstyles

"Look Harry, I don't know what you're getting at here, but I'm really not looking for anything right now, and I am so busy with work, and -" "You wouldn't happen to be trying to push me away because you're scared of the fact that I'm not scared of you," he states, like it was the most obvious conclusion in the world. Well that shut me up. "So then, what are you saying?" I ask, very lost at what he is aiming for. He smiles, seeming very satisfied. "I'll make you a deal. Spend the summer with me. We'll take turns. I'll drag you to all the touristy spots that you avoid and teach you to have fun there. Then, you take me to these 'local spots' and show me how you enjoy this town, when us 'bennys' aren't here." "What do you get out of it?" I ask him. "Besides time with a pretty girl? Something real." ☼☼☼ In the summer, the town of Spoon Lake goes from a population of 4,000 to a population of over 750,000. Jaime ran away from home at sixteen to this town finding comfort in its family-like small population during the off season, and being able to camouflage herself in the crowds during the summer. In the summer of 1997, Harry Styles, the son of a wealthy family with a secret love of fine art, came to town. He is immediately infatuated with the fire haired girl who won't seem to give him the time of day. With no interest in a relationship, Jaime makes a deal with Harry who promises to give her the best summer ever. With dark secrets following them both and a magnetic pull they both desperately try to ignore, will someone take his sunshine away?

Petal [h.s.] by alisonfelix

[Completed] [MATURE CONTENT] [TW: Mentions of drug abuse and self-harm] "When I met her, I told myself 'no feelings'. But I guess you know by now that that's never how feelings work." As a 24-year-old working with underage drug addicts in a rehab facility, Violet Rae is less than impressed when her best friend introduces her to Harry Styles, a top tier member in a notorious drug gang in London who has a heavy coke addiction. Harry seems to have taken an unlikely interest in Violet that nobody, including her, him or his friends seem to understand. The two are an unconventional match and before realizing it, Violet is sucked into a dangerous life that goes against anything she believes in. Can two people who have gone through so much trauma and have so many - literal - scars ever really have a happy ending? [Preview] "It's pathetic, I know. I just feel... so much when you're around me. I can't get enough." His voice died down in a whisper before he flicked his eyes up to stare into mine intently. The green in them instantly took my breath away as I got lost and he gulped audibly. "And I don't just like you, Violet. I love you, I really do." My heart stopped beating for a second before it started thrashing violently in my chest. "Harry..." I sighed as I shook my head, but he cut me off. "No, I know you think it's bullshit and that it's too soon and that I'm lying or that I don't know what I'm talking about, but I do." He spilled. "There's so much you don't know about me." I mumbled, tearing my eyes away from his to focus on the pendant that was laying on the mattress. "I don't care." He whispered back and I shook my head. "I... I can't say it back." "I know." I bit my lip at the intensity of this conversation, and I wondered how long it would take Harry to find out he didn't actually love me at all. ** Started: May 2021 ** Finished: November 2021

Unfathomable Secrets {Punk One Direction} by horeysteyles

His attentive gaze lingered on my trembling presence for more than I would have thought possible. Our eyes were locked without a slight awareness of our surroundings. We were under each others spell, the tingling sensation followed by his body moving towards mine only enticed the fluttering butterflies in my stomach. His hand made contact with my cheek and all thoughts and self control was lost on my part. My body in his full and lustful possession. He was to do and care for me how which way he wanted. And I was too fall at his dismay If need be. I was his slave, the woman he'd call upon for his disheveled desire and I'd comply without as much as a breath of reply. Another surge of electricity elated my vulnerably limp body. If not for his grasp I'd have my knees buckle from beneath me. "You are mine." His commanding tone demanded with such stern possession. His grip tightening around my hips to lowering hands above my butt. Trembling breaths were exchanged, as well as eager touches. I found myself in complete euphoria in this mans arms. And I was too soon discover said man was of no angelic figure as I'd been deemed to convince myself. Carter was shy and undetermined to be noticed by the cliche popular girls and -the almost figured religious to girls- bad boys. She could never have imagined the thought of finding herself moving to a new university where these things are just what she finds impossible to avoid. But she's kept her own secrets hidden. A fatal past with locked up and secured emotional distress she's bottled up ever since she could remember. So if she meets someone who has darker secrets and a dangerous past, what will she do? Run and hide? Or stay and play? ||WARNING: SEXUAL AND MATURE CONTENT NOT SUITABLE FOR AGES BELOW 15 PLEASE||

She Loves Control by salutelauren

"I'm In control of this relationship, Styles." I hiss. "And you do as I say when I say." Harry laughs obnoxiously. "Whatever you say." "I mean it. Styles." Harry gets up, pushing me against the wall. "I'm the man in this relationship. You listen to me." He starts to kiss down my neck, while rubbing me through my underwear. "Tell me you want me." He growls biting my ear. My knees became weak. "No, you prick." He rubs harder. My whole body begins to shake. "Tell me I'm in control, Anastasia." He grips my neck harshly. "Fuck don't stop." I almost scream "Say it." "You're in control." I scream, Harry stops all movements. He licks his fingers. "That's what I thought."

How to tame Harry Styles by Little_Tori

In this story, Zayn has already left 1D. ________________________ 'Can we talk?', he was asking nicely. 'Leave me alone, Harry!', I answered rude. 'C'mon, Lina, I want to explain it!', he begged. 'When I say, leave me alone, it means no!' 'But you get everything wrong!' 'Did or didn't you have sex with her?', I asked. 'I did, but...' 'No! I don't get anything wrong.' I said that and ran away. _________________ This is a story about a young girl, whose dream it was to become a singer. But her life wasn't just that easy. She fell in love with the wrong boy, got herself new friends, fell in love with the wrong boy again and finds out that one of those boys is actually the right one for her.

Can't Remember To Forget You by angellwt_

* * * * * * COMPLETED * * * * * * We laid together in silence, Harry running his fingers through my hair, me tracing the ink scattering his chest and abdomen. I could lay here forever... At least until my mind starts running wild. "What is this to you Harry?" I whisper, afraid to ask. I don't know where that came from, but I need to know. "What do you mean?" "I don't know... I just, I don't want to be another one of your girls. And I know whatever's going on between us is more than that, but... I don't know." I sigh. "It's only you, baby." Harry kisses my forehead. "I only want you, and it better be the same damn way for you. There's no way I'm sharing you." I smile to myself. That's what I needed to hear. "There isn't, it's only you for me too." ** © 2014 by angellwt_. All rights reserved. (WARNING: MATURE STORY) ********COMPLETED********

You Can Call Me by ellyreiv

"You can call me when you're lonely. I'll be your temporary fix." Those were the words that he said to me and it was plain simple, he wanted nothing but sex and I wanted nothing more than too. I was the kind of girl who was too scared of falling in love again because I feel like there is something more in life than being mournful over a guy who never actually gave a hell. I deserve something more than pain and misery over a stupid heartbreak. Since then, I got too scared of commitment that I no longer wanted to be in one. I wanted fun and I wanted to feel like I am alive again. He was the kind of guy who was too busy for permanent relationships. The superstar that all women wanted to bang with. The kind of guy who would have any girls kneel down in front of him because well, he is that kind of guy. He was a guy with a hectic schedule, sold out world tours, drinking champagne in private jets, holding a mic in one hand and conquering all over the world on the other. Maybe I needed someone to show me how to live again and he needed someone to show him how to love. All Rights Reserved. 2015 Word count: 259,139

Hoe H.S COMPLETE by Hortella

Every night she brings a different guy to her apartment - - - "Wh...why're you in th...the g...guys bathroom?" I tilt my head as I turn around to face her. She smirks and shakes her head, "This is a two gender bathroom" "That..that's a...ah thing?" "Apparently" she shrugs, she sucks her teeth and tilts her head walking a bit closer to me. "You make pink and polkadots look sexy" she teases. "Th..thank...y..y...you?" I breath out raising my eyebrows. - - - - Disabled Harry half inspired by jkharrystyles & cliche Edited by @styler_kiwi Hortella

Tip-Toe // H.S. by 1996bby

Harry has never had anything good in his life. It was always about the sex and smoking. Until she came into his life, and for a moment he thought everything would change for the better but boy was he wrong. I woke up in just my panties and bra. But when I woke up I wasn't in my bedroom. I was in someone else's. I was all alone by myself. But then I heard the door creak open and I pretended I was asleep. I felt a body next to me and it was holding me close. •.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.• "You can't pretend with me," he whispered in my ear. I opened up my eyes and there he was. "Harry, I've missed you where did you go?" I asked him. "Babe I've only been gone for a minute." He told me. He started giving me neck kisses leading down to my stomach. He started to unhook my bralette and my breasts were bare. He started to rub on them and feel them up. "Your nipples are hard" he told me. "Well they only get hard when your around," I said to him. He started pulling down his drawers and then he pulled away my panties. I could feel the tip slide and then he started thrusting. I moaned his name. "Say it again." He said out of breathe as he thrusted his dick inside my vagina. "Harry, Harry, Harry" I kept moaning. "Fuck." He stopped. He was all out of breathe. "I came" he told me. It felt so good to me. He was so good at it. I wet myself.

RED ROOM [H.S] by sweetfixs

***completed*** NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON Harry Styles. The strange one. The freak. The one who was too kind for his own good, trapped in a world where his job was to bring people pain. Sophia 'Spice' Winters. The dancer. The stripper. The one who who trapped in a world where her job was to provide men with nothing but pleasure. -- "What don't you understand?" Harry seethed, his hands gripping the roots of his hair. "I'm not the good guy here, Sophia. I'm bad, everything about me is fucking bad." Harry looked as if he was about to rip his hair out, his wild eyes shinning with madness. He looked unhinged, raw and angry. It should of frightened me. That look alone should of been enough to send me running. He didn't look like the shy man I first met. He looked...crazy. His fingers were coated in red, stained with the blood of another. He didn't seem to care though. "If I was you Sophia, I would run away. Run as far away as you possibly can, because I promise you...An evil part of me won't let you go, and I hate myself for that. I want you to run away, to a place that I can't ever find you. You'll be safe that way."

Hollow (Harry Styles) #Wattys2016 by Krystal_Grace

I cupped her face in my hands, rubbing my thumbs in circles over her cheeks. She was having trouble finding words to describe what she felt, and I could relate. I loved her more than words could describe and telling her I loved her was almost an insult to my true feelings for her. My heart ached at just the thought of her not being with me. I honestly don't know what I would have done with myself if I had never went to that stupid party and met her. But, I have a feeling, we would have found each other, eventually. This love's too strong to ignore forever. Both of us had pieces of us missing, that neither of us were aware of until we met. We were like two puzzle pieces that finally connected. "I love you," I whispered, leaning my forehead against hers. "I love you more," she replied in a small whisper, her hand reaching up to caress my cheek while the other rested on my thigh. I shook my head, annoyed and charmed by the audacity she had to think that she could possibly love me more. "I love you most," I persisted, causing her head to moved away from mine as she looked into my eyes. "Always?" She questioned, her eyes unreadable for a moment before a flash of fear passed through. "Forever," I assured her and meaning it. We could live an entire lifetime or for eternity, and my love for her would never fade. It would only grow. There was nothing in this world that would ever change the way I loved her. My, Katarina.

Yes, Daddy // h.s by TheDarkestOnes

please don't comment crap on this story, I made it when I was very young and clueless. I understand it sucks and it's gross. // "You're nobody important, just a little girl to fill my sexual needs" Harry's sickening voice is adamant. Tears prick my eyes, but I've got to stay strong. There is no way he will see me cry. "So that's all I ever was to you? After everything we'd been through?" I take a deep breath and shut my eyes, wanting to erase all of our memories together. "Don't think of it as a one time thing." He says, grabbing his coat off of the couch, as well as throwing on his shoes. "What do you want me to think of it as then!?" I yell, a tear or two slipping down my pale cheeks. All this time we'd spent had to have meant something to him, it had too have. "Think of it like this Arabella, in my mind no strings were attached in our 'relationship', everything was more so.." He trails off opening the door ready to leave. "Well more so like first person who falls in love is the first person to be..." And with that I'm left to a shut door and a broken heart. ___ Copyright © 2014 TheDarkestOnes |All Rights Reserved| Highest Rank: #1 in yes daddy #19 in fanfiction #5 in sir #4 in after warning: self harm/rape content, read at your own risk.

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Cora Greer's life has been nothing but a major pain in the ass, so it shouldn't come as a surprise when she finally decides to put an end to her misery. But what happens when, in a sudden turn of events, she gets kidnapped by a gang leader, A.K.A. Harry Styles, right as she's about to jump? Well I guess it's safe to say that Cora will be giving no fucks what so ever as she makes his life a living Hell while trying to escape. Join Cora as she goes through heaven and hell as she slowly falls for him and regains her will to live! WARNING This is gonna be cringe like actually cringe. Oh and also: Mature content and mention of rape, sexual assault, abuse, etc. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- SNEAK PEAK! My heart thud painfully in my chest as Harry opened the big mahogany doors and threw me inside before stepping in himself and locking the door behind him. I quickly stood up and ran behind the desk, and he let me... which meant he was torturing me like this on purpose. He wanted to see me cower and run in fear. A wide grin spread across his lips that spread immense shivers down my spine. "Oh kitten, I haven't even shown you what I'm capable of yet." He hissed, pouncing on me. I let out a scream as I tried to run towards the door but he caught me spun me around. My back hit his desk as he towered over my tiny body. My eyes were wide and frightened. "GET OFF OF ME! STOP!!!" I shrieked. He thrust his hand between my thighs with a grin. "Harry!" I cried again desperately, struggling to hold in my tears. I will not break in front of this jerk! He pried my legs apart and got in between. I tried to struggle but he caught my wrists and slammed them above my head, pinning them. He was laughing at me, laughing at my fear. He was having the time of his fucking life.