Harry Edward Styles. Room 402 at Eastwood Mental Asylum. Known for turning his victims psychotic. To be handled with extreme precaution.

He never knew life could be this way, but truly if he did, he wouldn't have cared. He cared about nothing, not even himself until her. Before her, he was empty/ Before her he knew nothing of joy or completion, and this is his journey to his life After her.

Harry is back and he's more dangerous then ever.

Authors note

WARNIG: EXTREMELY graphic Their is bdsm, abuse, rape, love " you mean she tried to escape?" Said Niall " ya this little fucker" said Harry He tightened his grip " so what should we do with her?" Asked Louie Harry whispered in my ear... "Punish her" ------ ------ " you've been a bad girl haven't you" said Harry as he put them on. They hurt so much my nipples were being pinched. " ssmuuumm" is all I could get out. "Oh I know they hurt... Just like I did when you tried to run away from me..." Said Harvey