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  • Please Don't Judge Me (h.s)
    2.3M 63.6K 56

    18 year old Tahlia Rose has been living with her father for 15 years. 15 years of abuse. Yes, her father is abusive. When she was only 3 years old, her mother died in a tragic car accident leaving her forced to live with her only known family member; her father. She has no social life, no friends, no licence and no jo...

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  • Dust Bones [Harry Styles]
    26.8M 784K 73

    Working for a world-leading mafia, Harry knows how to kill, how to hunt his victims, and how to avoid any company of any kind. He's used to a lonely, quiet, and harsh environment. He is the best at what he does. And everything he does becomes problematic when he's assigned to protect the boss's daughter from world-kno...

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  • Petrified (a punk harry styles fanfic)
    424K 9.1K 39

    "Who is he?" "He's trouble. I hate trouble. I hate him." ----------------- This story is mine. You may not copy it and take credit for it. If you want to make a tradiction please ask permission first or I WILL find you. Thank you and I love you all. This was my first fanfic that I actually completed and didn't delete...

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  • Daddy issues || h.s
    4.7M 133K 55

    If you were to mention her name in a locker room, or in a girls bathroom, you would always get the same look and smirk sent in your direction. Because she was an urban legend. Someone people told their younger siblings about when they wanted to brag about how awesome it was to be a teenager. The details and the ending...

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  • texting
    798K 51.4K 41

    "Is this louis Tomlinson?" "Yes?" Or where harry styles gets louis tomlinsons phone number and louis doesn't know that it's harry (not open to translations at the moment!)

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  • Excessive (Harry Styles Fanfiction)
    34.8M 959K 105

    "I have been watching you for a while now, my love" he whispered darkly in my ear. "Why are you doing this to me" I squeaked, earning a low chuckle from him. "Because" he said, moving his hands from the wall above my head and down my body, resting very low on my waist. "I can". ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~...

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