Harry Styles Ex Girlfriend Novels & Stories

It is full of chocolate, letters, flowers, and other things in a romantic way. She is what every man desires. She's pretty, smart, and has a body of a model. Small waist, big bust, big bum, small face, and not to mention she's 5'6 while I'm 4'11. Not like other beautiful and famous girls, Hilary is such a humble and kind person. Also, the power and money she holds, she's rich and her family owns a famous company in this city. Just imagine how perfect she is? This how good Hilary's life is.

However, she remembered that he was from another country. "So, the men's clothes you asked for were for him?" Sarah turned back to Grace. “Yep,” Grace answered as she checked the inside of the paper bag from the luxury clothing brand. "Thanks for helping me, Sarah. I'll pay you back in two terms. Will that be okay?" Sarah shook her head. "No need. Those are clothes that I bought for Harry, but I haven't given them to him." "Harry? Oh, I see..." Grace muttered. Harry was Sarah's thirty-fourth ex-boyfriend. However, they broke up one month after they got together because Sarah saw that he couldn't change his broken car tire. She saw him as an incompetent man to meet her standard.

“You’re so beautiful, Rynna.” “You are pretty handsome too, Mr. Skip. I like your hair because guys usually don’t keep their hair long.” She reached out to touch his hair. “I like Harry’s, but he cut his hair short though.” “Who is Harry, sweetheart?” I could feel the curiosity in Skip’s voice. “Harry Styles from 1D.” “Huh! Well, Rynna. Mr. Skip’s hair is quite better than Harry’s, yeah?” Skip used his thick Londoner accent, making Rynna giggled more.

The next day, she chose a black and white pantsuit, which she paired with a buttery yellow silk tee, probably bringing out the beautiful tone of her skin better than most colors. Harry returned to the company's premises in time to witness the turquoise and white look on Wednesday, the light gray and lilac combination on Thursday, and the emerald green dress on Friday, which was complemented by gold sandals in the evening when they went out for dinner with a couple of his friends. Ryder was Harry's cousin's ex-girlfriend, and his fiancée, Marley, was the ex-girlfriend's best friend, so he was a bit apprehensive about the meeting, but he couldn't help but be excited to see Kath finally showcas

In name, Harry was still unmarried. When they had a secret marriage with Stacy, there were only a few people who knew the inside story. In the past, there was a white bamboo, and later, the Howard family's daughter, Riley Lin. Everyone thought that they would have a good result, but as a result, it ended up with nothing wrong. Except for Rachel, no one had seen her. Harry took the initiative to hold a woman's hand. It was no wonder that everyone was curious. In their hearts, Harry was still the golden bachelor in their hearts. Suddenly, they had a girlfriend, so everyone was very curious about this woman who suddenly took over Harry.

“I know you are not. I heard everything that happened. How she accused you of doing it on purpose. Gosh! I wish I was there.. I would have broke one of her fingers..” “Annie!” I chuckled. “What?” She shrugged. “No one messes with my best friend.” “It’s actually Harry’s girlfriend” “Harry? Like Chloe’s brother?” She asked and I nodded positively. “Wait, he has a girlfriend?” “I guess so. Miranda. You should know her. She lives beside Harry’s house.” “Oh. That blondie right?” Annie inquired. “Yeah, her” I replied blankly. “Wait, she’s dating Harry?” I inquired.

The chest-length hair girl looked Harry up and down. "Why are you so quiet, Harry? I don't think there's anything wrong with you when you were in college or about 4 months ago we met. But how come you didn't welcome me and for sure, you were surprised too. Did you do something with Hana?” Harry, who could not hold back his secret, looked at Hana and Rita in turn. It was true that Harry was surprised by Rita's arrival because the secret that involved all of Harry's relationships was because of Rita. But from what he knew, his lover's wedding was also not planned in advance.

The hushed voices of women seated just a few feet behind him, pretending to sip their champagne but really just here for the drama. "That’s him, right?" one murmured. "Harry Hendrix. Sasha’s ex," another confirmed, her voice dripping with excitement. "God, can you imagine? Watching your ex dance with the guy she replaced you with? And at their wedding?" A quiet gasp. "Replaced? Sweetheart, Adrian is an upgrade. A billionaire, a celebrity athlete, and—look at him! That man is fine." A stifled giggle. "Poor Harry. First, the accident. Now, this."