"You'll never get this done, you know?" The satisfaction was evident in his voice. "You could leave me alone so I can actually get this finished. Or pick up a brush." I gestured to the abundance of supplies I had purchased. "Mmm, no thanks. Don't really have my painting clothes on." My smirk reappeared and I turned fully to face him. "That's a real shame," I cocked my head to the side and fake pouted before pointing in his direction, "the door frame is wet." His body shot off the door frame he had been leaning against and he looked over his shoulder to see the line of white paint trailing down his presumably expensive coat. "Have a great rest of your day, Mr Styles." I flicked my hands in a 'go away' gesture before sliding the door closed behind him. **** TW: This story contains mentions/descriptions of physical/emotional/sexual abuse, coarse language and mature content. HIGHEST RANKINGS: No.3 #HarryStyles No.1 #HarryStylesFanfic No.6 #Friendships No.1 #HarryEdwardStyles No.1 #Soft No.1 #hs No.1 #1D No.1 #alternateuniverse No.1 #slowburn

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Evan Bellamy se encuentra cursando su primer año en la Universidad. Tratando de sobrellevar los fantasmas de su pasado, un hermano con problemas de alcohol y la vida sin sus padres, con su actitud ingenua, algo torpe y su mala suerte saliendo a tope en cada momento, lo que tanto la caracteriza. Es entonces cuando por casualidad del destino ve a un hombre leyendo en el bus, que la cautiva por completo, y su mala suerte parece cambiar. ¿O empeorar? #8 harrystyles #9 harrystyles #15 harrystyles #20 harrystyles