I watch as Harry looked at me, waiting for me to say something.
"You can't touch me, harry" I said, knowing I'm lying.
I love the feeling of his rough arms on mine, he looked at me, shaking his head.
"I'll tell you when we get out of this hellhole." He said, for the first time, I think he's not psychotic.
"I can't.. I'm afraid to get electrified" I said, giving Harry a chance to take my clothes, packing it.
"We really need to go, someones-" He got cut off when a man came inside.
He has muscles, and tattoos like harry. He looked at me, and his guards placed towels that made me faint, and harry too.
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Depression (Harry Styles)
FanfictionI was stuck in rehab for 315 days. I haven't contact or touched people. And I was stuck with someone psychotic like me. I was scared, frightened, but managed to fall deeply inlove with him.
