Yes, I'm the girl who Kidnapped the famous boyband one direction. I regret nothing, although they took me into a mental hospital once I was caught, yes I was caught. My plan was playing out perfectly, only one flaw ending all of this. Well I might as well tell you the story, I mean who else is there to talk to in this loony ben? Well here it goes, it all started like this...

[COMPLETED] * currently editing asset • noun a useful or valuable thing or person. A sociopath mafia member who is far too good at his job, and a girl who never wanted to be a part of it, but somehow always would be. ©lonelyari 2020

She claimed that she could see his true colors. But the only color he ever knew were the red of his assignments. -Cover made by @Tonii

"What are you?" "Something that isn't good for you darling" rankings: #1 - punk

Louis Tomlinson spent a mass majority of his career working alone, to himself he worked better that way. He's not an easy going cop, very rough, isn't the type to crack, and isn't afraid to crack skulls to get justice. Bad cop. Harry Styles has worked his whole career working with others, he's great at his job, but sympathizes more, he cares for victims, and has helped people, and also sweet talked his way into getting confessions. Good cop. When Louis Sargent decides he needs a partner, Louis isn't exactly keen on getting Harry, but when they finally are working together, it's obvious that they fit perfectly as partners. Working more and more, the pair learn to rely on each other, they learn to need each other, but in this business, love is a mans greatest weakness. Warning : Mentions of murder, rape, kidnapping, self harm, attempted suicide, talk of death, trafficking, strong flash backs, and Male sex. {I Bent the rules a bit on how the justice system works in London, so it can fit the story.}

[larry ; complete] They live in a world where they're only allowed to say four words a day. Harry meets some people that don't want to live that way. [ranked #29 in fanfiction] - all rights reserved @tommoandbambi ©

So, maybe they didn't fall in love with their captors. But they fell in love with each other. AO3 Version: http://archiveofourown.org/works/2754254

My heart was beating and adrenaline was running through my body at a thousand miles per second. My hand wrapped around the door knob, but then I was pulled back painfully by my arm. I was whipped around and was face to face with a pissed off Louis. "Where do you think you're going, love?" He asked, and I gulped at how dark his voice sounded. The sane part of me was absolutley terrified of it, and I didn't like it, but the part of me that thought Louis was incredible was so turned on by his dark side. "Answer the question." He said as he squeezed my wrist tighter, and I winced a bit, but I didn't answer the question. "Were you trying to leave? Were you trying to run away from me?" He asked, and I felt his nails digging into my skin. I gave a small yelp of pain and then he was dragging me harshly by my arm down the hall again. He passed the room that I was staying in before and opened another door that was three doors down. He pushed me inside, and I couldn't see a thing. The room was completely dark. I began to breath faster because I've never been a big fan of the dark. I hated it. I didn't like what I couldn't see. I jumped as I felt a hand on my waist and my breath caught as I felt a surge of electricity run through me. I felt him pull me closer to him until my back was against his chest. His lips rubbed against my ear and he slowly whispered out "You can't leave, Harry. You're never gonna get away. I'm not gonna let you."