✔️STRONG [L.S]

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{LOUIS' POV}.
[WARNING]

"H-Harry please!" I cried, my hand's placed protectively in front of my face. His eyes darkened, and he grabbed my wrist pinning them against the wall. His breath rolled over my face, the faint scent of alcohol rolling up my nose.

"SHUT UP" He growled. His short nail's dug into my arm and I winced in pain. He released me and grabbed a handful of my hair instead. I shrieked in pain as he threw me to the ground. Tear's pricked my eye's and I squeezed my eye's shut.

"Get up" He said. I opened my eye's and scrambled to my feet quickly. He grabbed the front of my shirt to pull me closer, leaning down to my level. His eye's burned straight through mine. Chill's went down my spine and I bit my bottom lip out of fear.

"How many times do I have to tell you? You.are.mine" He said, his voice laced with venom.

"I-I know..." I replied quietly. He chuckled darkly, wrapping his arm's around me. My cheek pressed against his chest, and I could feel my body trembling against him.

"No Lou....I don't think you do" He whispered dangerously. He placed a hand on each of my shoulder's holding me at arm's length.

"In fact. I don't think you do at all. Don't you think you've been hanging out with Stan quiet a bit lately Lou?" His voice was strangely calm, and I gulped nervously. My word's were caught in my throat, and my mouth opened and closed uselessly. His eye's narrowed slightly, and his jaw was hard. His grip on my shoulder's grew tight, and I whimpered in pain.

"Don't you think boo?" He growled through clenched teeth.

"I-I...He is my friend." He smiled softly, reaching one hand up to caress my cheek, causing me to shiver involuntarily. Then he reared back his hand smacking me. HARD. A silent tear trailed down my stinging cheek.

"So your friend's are suddenly more important than your boyfriend?"

"That-That's not what I meant harry!"

"Oh I'm sure.." He said sarcastically. I opened my mouth to reply, but I was met with another smack.

"SHUT.UP" He screamed. The tear's began to rush faster down my face. I couldn't hold back anymore and choked on a sob. I shook un-controllably as sob's continued to rack my body. My vision was blurred but it was clear enough to see harry grab a hold of my shirt again. He slammed me roughly against the wall, a picture frame falling from it's hook. Glass was everywhere, and he groaned in frustration. Next thing I knew, I was on the ground.
I cried harder as glass shard's pricked my hand's and knees.

"Clean it up." I heard him growl, followed by heavy footstep's down the hall.

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LOVE IS GIVING HIM THE POWER TO DESTROY YOU, BUT TRUSTING HIM NOT TO.

Hey sweetheart's!!
I will update the next part of the story tomorrow or day after tomorrow depend's on my schedule.
And last but not least harry is a complete opposite in the real life, he is sweet, dork and cheeky and lastly our harry styles.
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