"No funny business okay? This is now your home for the next 15 months. You go by 'Styles' not Harry or Harold, not Ed or Edward got it?"
"Yes, sir."
"Good, here is your stuff Rodney here will show you to your temporary room."
"Temporary?"
"Yes, temporary just until we find you a permanent spot. Until then you can bunk with 3 other men."
"Okay sir."
Rodney grabbed my cuffs taking me to my temporary cell, "You arent gonna last a god damn day here pretty boy."
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orange → larry
Fanfiction"styles, tomlinson cell 31238" - // written by hazel © 2015/2016.
