My thoughts you can't decode.. Sequel : Escape Route.

Sequel to Dark. This is not my story creds go to: H28 -----------------------------------------------------The crowd is becoming restless with the undesired intermission, eager to get back to the fight, but none of them are brave enough to jostle Harry back to the ring. I'm struggling for a good view, using the chair to support my endeavour as anxious perspiration beads my forehead. It's none of my business, I know that, I'm not going to interfere. The pint glass once held by the man is roughly knocked to the floor, its contents spilling over people standing too close. "Styles, leave it." He ignores Mack's warning, pressing the man further into the corner. There's no physical contact, just complete intimidation. "You need to shut the fuck up," Harry spits. Cowardice overcomes the defenceless male, unable to hold Harry's eye contact. "Don't hit a punter, Styles. It's bad for business." The bare foot fighter inches back, allowing Mack to step between and place his hands on Harry's shoulders. He's encouraged further away, much to my relief, and now the huge room trades its bellowing support for almost complete silence. "Turn around and finish the fight." Harry cantankerously bats Mack's hands away. I'm not close enough to see his face properly, but people more than willingly part for him to journey back to the ring, so I presume it's more than just a scowl. Back between the ropes, my hand clamps over my mouth, hiding my frightful inhale of sympathy for the other young fighter. He's clutching his abdomen and staring at Harry in horror as he chillingly approaches. The entire room can predict what's coming next, and with a sickening crack of Harry's fist to the poor boy's face, I know he's not the Harry I left behind. "KNOCKOUT!"

What would you do if your best friend committed suicide? What would you do if there was no way that you could help them? All there is left, is 199 letters. The only thing they left behind for you. © 2014, Ashley (larrystyIinson), All rights reserved

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

Lennon's dad, Axel is out of the grave and walking the Earth, willing and able to destroy anything that comes between him and his prize, even his own blood. But Axel of all people should know; defeat doesn't run through the family veins. So, who has the nerve to pull the trigger? Never underestimate a girl who used to make bread for a living, Harry Styles learnt that. However, Axel isn't the only one who wants a hint of drama, Lennon is at the number one spot of another hit list. One nineteen year old girl can only take so much, and sometimes it's too much for even the person you love to save you...

THIS IS NOT MY STORY I DECIDED TO UPLOAD IT CAUSE WATTPAD'S CONVINIENT SO YEA THIS IS BY: H28 Excerpt: "Dance with me." He spoke in a raspy voice. I didn't have time to respond before he tugged me away, the cup I was holding dropping and spilling to the floor. A large palm was place on my lower back forcing me forwards into his body. My hand flew up to his chest to stop myself from pressing into him. His rough actions left me utterly speechless; I'd never been treated like this before. My fingers were clasped, the currently unnamed male, encouraging my hand round the back of his neck. I boldly looked up, stunned to see a pair of sparkling eyes peering down at me. They were almost a jade colour, framed with dark lashes. But I soon shook off the intriguing sparks running through my body. My cautiousness heightened as pink, heart shaped lips pulled into a smirk. "What's your name, beautiful?" "B-Bo." I stuttered. He smiled down at me, his overpowering presence travelling to my ear. "I'm Harry."

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Cassandra Lowe's parents seem to always be at work, leaving their two children with relatives far more than they would like. One day, Cassie's father gets a call asking him and his wife to take a trip to Australia, thousands of miles away from their children. They accept the offer but know they can't leave their seventeen- and eight-year-olds with their grandmother since she was recently bedridden. The couple decides to entrust Cassandra with watching after her little brother with the help of an assistant caretaker who will make daily trips to see them. The pair is pleased with their arrangements, but when the sitter is late, the couple has to leave before meeting the woman who will be taking care of their children for the next week. With slight hesitation, the couple leave, boarding a plane, assuming the elderly lady would arrive sooner rather than later, but little did they know they had hired a dangerous psychopathic killer named Harry Styles. Will Cassandra and Ben escape the harmful hands of their psychotic sitter? Or has he already set his eyes on the young and pure Cassandra...? -COMPLETED- • NO TRANSLATIONS • Description updated on 11/08/25 Highest Ranks: #11 FanFiction #16 Mystery/Thriller Editor: @GrumpyKatx Cover by: @navigate Trailer by: @cuddlingashton Copyright© 2014 _Discovered_

17 year old Jessamine Taylor has just recently moved to California after her parents both get job promotions. She's very excited to be moving to a new state. The only thing that catches her off guard is one of Hamminton High School's bad boys, Harry Styles. Something is different about this boy, and she wants to find out.

When a poor lady of Demisewood Creak turns eighteen, she is taken to a corrupted place, called the Trisumber. The Trisumber is where they place the ladies into cages, for the wealthy men of the city to marry them. For Elena Williams the cages are her biggest fear, but when she crosses pathes, with the misunderstood son of a wealthy man, she finds herself in a complex situation. ©harryilyxo all rights reserved. cover by @baby_hemmings. trailer by @shopdropnroll3