What happens to a man when everything goes wrong?
What happens to a man when everything he worked for disappears?
What happens to a man when the love of his life is dead?
The life of drugs, alcohol and law breaking has it's limits. Harry was a happy lad, full of life but that dreadful day turned his life upside down. He tells no one about himself, he thinks no one deserves to know about his love. He relives his memories from the past, everyday of his life. He blames no one but himself.
“Every man is guilty of all the good he did not do.” - Voltaire
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WARNINGS!
This story will include the death of major characters.
There will be swearing because I can't go a day without cursing.
It will include some mentions of self harm, suicide, drugs, death, depression and alcohol, it won't go into much detail but if you are easily triggered, I would not suggested you read this story.
There will be smut, duh.
If you do not ship or like 'Larry Stylinson' why are you here? I will not appreciate hateful coomments, they will be deleted, immediantly. I don't care about what you ship, as long as you respect me, I'll respect you.
I will use events that have happened, but interprate it my own way. I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE BAND. I will merely use names but it is my story.
THIS IS IMAGINITIVE WRITING. EVERYTHING THAT IS WRITTEN I HAVE MADE UP.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy and please leave your thoughts.
Thanks chicas!
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