Disorder // styles

twenty-five

"Even when you're sad and broken, I still love you. Because darling it's so god damn true and it's as if you never knew. So please don't cry and scream at night when all it does it break my heart and make me hurt too. Because baby even at the end of the world I swear I'll still be standing here waiting to love you more."

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November 1, 2014 - 3:04

I stood in front of the door, willing myself to knock on it. The names on the side reading: Murphy and Styles. Harry hadn't visited me in over a week and I had begun to worry. Although the nurses refused to let me go before I had my full strength again, I blatantly refused. My hands were sweating as I turned the knob, two unfamiliar faces coming into view.

"Get out." 

"..." 

I left.

Sincerely,

Rae

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October 29, 2014 - 13:23

I was moved into the "recovered" center - where they keep people until all is well. I was to stay here until tomorrow and then be released back into the real world. My heart skipped a beat at the thought of being able to leave the god awful place, but Rae. My Rae was still suffering.

Love Always,

Harry

October 30, 2014 - 21:09

I have never felt more at home than when I walked into the doors of my flat. The sweet smell of air freshener and cat filled my senses. 

"Orpheus," I had called to the cat. He sauntered into the room, yawning.

Love Always, 

Harry

October 31, 2014 - 12:38

The fact I still write in this crappy little journal intrigues me. Perhaps Rae is doing so as well at the moment. I miss her so much. 

Love Always, 

Harry

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I'm thinking of making two prequel books. Thoughts?

Disorder Trilogy:

Book One: "Disorder" 

Book Two: "Skinny Freak" - In the midst of the mayhem called highschool, Rae Franklin turns to writing in little journals to express emotion. She soon realizes that life isn't a nice gravel road - in fact - it can be a very slippery slope downhill sometimes.

Book Three: "Fat Boy" - Harry Styles was once so content with his life. He had it all; but he thought he also had too much. Too much pressure. Too much weight. Too much hair. Too much everything. So he settled on saying little and losing a few pounds. As an English minor, Harry decided to keep record of his little plans that were meant to make him go uphill rather than downhill.

Thanks for reading <3

You're so beautiful :)

- Hannah xoxo