•••••••••• 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...
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 he...
"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}