❝𝕴'𝖒 𝖍𝖆𝖑𝖋 𝖆 𝖒𝖆𝖓 𝖆𝖙 𝖇𝖊𝖘𝖙❞
𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐒𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐞𝐬 is 29, and after years of living in the spotlight, he knows how to play things cool. Life of tour with his bandmates is- chaotic, but in the best possible way. Harry is used to all the attention, the fans, the constant movement- and he's comfortable with his routine- all until he finds out that Elizabeth, Louis's little sister, is accompanying them on their world tour for this year.
At first, Liz is just a part of the crew- nothing else to him. She comes with them to all their promotional events- is practically a part of the band, helps backstage- the usual. But as the days go by, something shifts- Styles finds himself falling for his best friend's sister- something he really shouldn't be doing.
𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧 is 23, and while she's not exactly new to the limelight, she's not used to it either. Yes, being Louis's sister meant having to answer some impromptu questions anytime by the paparazzi, but this- going on tour with her brother's band- It was different. She wasn't used to having ALL the attention on her and the people around her, at least not 24/7.
On tour, after a while, she finds herself getting used to everything- the fans, the press, and most importantly- Harry Styles.
Her brother's best friend is an unpredictable, charming man with gorgeous green eyes, and a smile that could light up the whole sky. Growing up, she's only seen Harry as the guy who hangs out with her older brother- coming regularly to their place for dinner, band practices in the basement- the usual. However on tour, she finds her feelings for Harry growing- she didn't just see him as Louis's bandmate and his best friend anymore.
"𝕴'𝖒 𝖍𝖆𝖑𝖋 𝖆 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚"
“You,” he scoffed. “You don’t believe in love.” He looked astounded, as if this news was most unpredictable.
I paused, replying as monotone as my voice could muster, “I believe in love. I just don’t desire it. It’s destructive. It ruins people.”
His brow shot up, surprised by my answer.
“Don’t tell me you’re a romantic,” I laughed. His posture grew tensed and he morphed back into the asshole I’d met a few days before.
“No,” he stated. But surprising me too, he voiced the words I never dreamed him uttering, “But I think love is beautiful.”
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A hop, skip, and an ocean away, Annelie Mills arrives in London, attempting to run away from her past. With a job offer and a place to stay by her overbearing family, she feels she can flee from her afflicted past. Not wanting to impose on her relatives, and eager to get on her own feet, Annelie searches for a roommate, and she finds one in the introverted, mysterious, and unusually intriguing asshole, Harry Styles. Laced with drama, laughs, and newfound happiness, Annelie tries to build a new life, but will it fall to pieces?
(dun dun dun)