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[COMPLETED] A man so mentally unbalanced drowning in a world of judgement and nonacceptance finds himself in front of the only woman that will treat him as an equal. But will his undeniably demeaning track record of the amount of times blood has been stuck under his fingernails cause yet another therapist to give up on him? Or, for once, will he finally be capable of loving someone other than his first murder and himself?

He opened the door and got out of the car. "You make me sound like a monster... I'm leaving so you don't have to be around someone as horrible as me anymore." He slammed the car door shut. I stared at it for a few seconds in shock before he opened it again. "Oh and in case you are interested. I haven't slept with a single person ever since I met you. Because I am in love with you. I don't want to be with anyone but you. And that's the very first time I feel about a person like that. But apparently I'm not good enough for you." He slammed the door shut again and I watched him walk away. I was absolutely and utterly shocked. Had Harry Styles just declared his love for me? And told me that I was the only person he had ever been in love with?

His fingers clench tightly around my cuffed wrists. "I don't know whether to murder you or fall in love with you," he whispers. I look into his iridescent green eyes. "Either way you'll cause me pain." **NOTE: story has been discontinued Atlantis94 All Rights Reserved © 2014 Cover art: @SeranadingHarry