•••••••••• Harry wasn't an ordinary guy. He was special, but in the sweetest and funniest way.. at first. His husband, Louis didn't suspect a thing and Harry had no idea what was about to happen. And suddenly, Harry found a place deep down in his brain that awakened his urge to kill. •••••••••• all rights reserved to neighlour, 2015 © please do not steal content.

only when he sleeps, he can be happy, he can be who he really is. Because he's meeting his other half in his dreams.

"you're so small." as if to prove his point, louis squeezed harry tightly in his arms, and harry just scrunched up a little bit, snuggling his head impossibly farther into louis' chest. "my pretty paper doll." and when louis squeezed him again, placing a shaky, yet warm kiss on harry's cold forehead, harry felt his heart feel that way again, he felt love. a soft flutter, that even the most self control in the world couldn't stop. he loved louis. he loved him even though he didn't want to, he really didn't. okay, maybe a little. *** 1ST PLACE IN THE HOLIDAY 2014 BROMANCE AWARDS FOR FAMOUS LARRY STORIES. #2 in Fanfiction #1 in One Direction

"It's hard letting go. I'm finally at peace but it feels wrong." {Under going editing. It's being rewritten from the beginning, grammatical errors are being fixed. Should be completely edited and polished by December}