"Please Harry! I promise I won't do anything ever again, just please don't hurt me," I beg as I look into his now dark eyes. I see him pull out a scarf, as involuntary tears start to stream down my cheeks. "Don't worry babe. I'm not going to kill you," he says as he brings up his big hand to my face and uses his thumb to wipe away a tear. "I am only going to make you wish that you were dead," he whispers devilishly into my ear. || Annabel Fleming is finally getting a week off from her stressful college life. When she runs into Harry, a strange mysterious guy with dark hair, green eyes, and odd clothes. She somehow ends up waking up on a colorless island and not knowing how to escape.|| *This story contains dark and mature content. You will get no other warning.*

"You're a excellent artist" he whispers to me in my ear. There's something different about his touch. Something I've never felt before. "What does Liberty Fleurs mean anyways?" he continues to whisper "Liberty means my heart in Hebrew and Fleur is flower in French" I say shyly looking back at him towering over me. "My heart and My fleur" He says Better be careful My fleur... || Liberty Fleurs living in New York City with her best friend travels to London UK to find out the truth about her father who left her at a very young age. With only a photograph and no other knowledge about her father since her mother never told her anything will she ever find out the truth about what happened to him? Along the way she meets a misfit boy named Harry Styles always causing trouble, everyone knows him but not Liberty, yet... STARTED MARCH 9TH 2021 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @abbystyless1d NOT CURRENTLY ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ WITH CAUTION