Violet (Harry/ Marcel AU)

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First chapter!!!

I hope you guys are excited xD

*Warning*

This story contains a lot of sexual scenes, rape, physical and emotional abuse and self harm if you do not feel comfortable reading something like that then find a new story :)

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Former serial killer/ kidnapper Harry Styles has officially escaped prison after being sentenced to life without parole for the murder of 4 teen girls, 2 cops and is thought to have crossed state lines. If you have seen the man pictured above please call xxx-xxx-xxxx thank you and stay safe.

"MARIANA!" I call to my roommate, she rushes into my room.

"What's up?" She raises a brow, I point to the TV.

"That hot murderer is out of prison" I say, she smirks.

"Oh now you can look forward to him raping you then cutting your head off" She mocks, I roll my eyes.

"Well at least I'll die happily" I smirk, she shakes her head.

"Violet Orchid West you've got issues" She grins, I shrug.

"Oh well"

"Hm looks like your room is a bit of a mess" She bluntly says, I continue to stare at the hot killer on TV completely ignoring her.

"VIOLET!" I snap my head towards her, she sighs.

"Please clean your room" She asks calmly, I shake my head.

"I'll clean up later, I'm going to Travis' place" I say and stand up from my messy bed.

"Violet you can't keep doing this, you're better than that" She sincerely says, and I know she isn't talking about me cleaning my room.

"I pay my half of the rent every month right?" I raise a brow, she nods and rolls her eyes.

"I'd rather you not be able to pay-" I cut her off.

"I do what I have to do to get money and help myself live, sorry if you're not happy with that" I sigh and grab my things.

"Violet you're my best friend please just consider getting an actual job" She says, I ignore her and walk out of the door.

I walk to Travis' apartment, knocking on the door like usual. Travis can be so sweet at times, but when the time comes he can be a complete asshole. I've been "serving" Travis for about 2 years now, and I don't regret it. I've actually come to the point where I think I might love him, but he strictly told me our relationship is completely business nothing personal.

A drunken Ryan answers the door, smiling.

"Hey Violettttt" He drags on, I smile and step in.

"Where's Travis?" I ask getting straight to the point, Ryan points towards the back of the apartment.

"In his room waiting for you" He says, I nod and go to his room. I open his door to see his broad, pale back facing me.

"Travis I'm here" I say seductively, he looks over his shoulder with a smirk plastered across his face.

"Violet get your ass over here" He says bluntly, I pout and do as demanded.

"What's wrong baby?" I sincerely ask and sit on his lap.

"Just problems nothing to deal with you" He rolls his eyes, I sigh.

"That's why you called for me? Just to pleasure you and get your mind off of things" I ask, hoping he wants me for more than sex.