*MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY.* Harry Styles lives the bad boy life of a popstar; women throw themselves at him, and he's become accustomed to satiating his animalistic urges whenever he feels like it. But somewhere along the line, Harry has become tied to his sexual needs. His relationships with his bandmates, his family, and his friends have begun to suffer while he becomes more and more successful and more and more void of human emotions. One day after launching his massive solo career, his former bandmates stage a coup and stick him in therapy for being a nymphomaniac. Will this knock some sense into him and get him to change his ways -- or will his life continue to spiral out of control? -- Note: This may sound like a smut-laden fic void of substance -- but it's not that. The beginning is a little typical of that, but it is actually a bit of a love story that deals with difficult topics with difficult people and situations. The entertainment business is full of a lot of messiness, and I wanted to play with how difficult "dancing with the devil" can be for a lot of young artists. Not everyone survives unscathed.