WARNING: This story will contain sexual interaction, severe sexual punishments, boyxboy, smut, etc. If this is not your thing I suggest you leave, please do not leave any hateful comments because they will just be deleted. Thank you. ~~~~~~ 1955 was a strange year, BDSM was becoming more popular day by day. It was spreading everywhere, but in Louis' town, everyone was doing it. Even his mother! But the weird part was, he didn't have dom. And he wasn't old enough to be one, it was hard being sixteen, no one wanted you. To them you were just a "kid". But Harry Styles didn't seem to think so, he was nineteen, officially able to become a dom. He needed the perfect submissive though, one day when he's strolling in town and bumps into the shaggy headed boy, he instantly falls in love. What happens when Louis becomes his sub? Will they work out the way he wanted? Or will everything fall apart?

"He's the star and all I am is the water boy." [#1 Fan Fiction. **First Place (Popular Narry) / 2nd Most Voted Story in the 2014 1DBromance Awards (Olympic 2014)] [Going through a 2nd Edit] Cover by: NarryBuddy

Harry is just an ordinary boy in college. Somewhat... He's bullied for the fact that's he's gay, and when bullying consist of serious injuries, it's pretty rough for him. Then he met Louis. The misjudged, Punk rocker, tattoo artist with a heart of gold. Harry instantly fell for him. He fell hard. And with Louis bad past, he helps him open up. With a possible relationship with the 21 year old in return. ©AvannahSay Stolen Prologues, Chapters,and Epilogues are punishable by law Winner of the Spring Contest Best Larry Series

Louis Tomlinson isn't your averaged 19-year old boy. He hears voices. He talks to himself. He is trapped in his own little word. Soon, the voices start telling him to do bad things. Just burn your hand, it won't hurt. Just slit your wrists, don't you like blood? Maybe you should take a few extra pills. The voices were now screaming at him, commanding him to do all the horrid things. After he listens to them, and cuts a deep gash into his arms, his parents put him into Medical Meadow Institute. There, he meets Harold Edward Styles. He was suffering from Severe Multiple-Personality-Disorder. These multiple personalities all feel differently about Louis, but all Louis wants is for Harry to be happy. And maybe, just maybe, they can start it all over again.

"What's your name, love?" The unknown man breathed huskily into my ear. My eyes widened as his lips attached to my neck. I gasped at the feeling. He sucked lightly at the skin under his soft lips. I was frozen to the spot in the empty hallway. The small chattering from the kitchen could still be heard as the pain intensified on my neck. "So, what's your name again?" He asked, his lips brushing against my neck, which made me shiver. "U-uh, M-Marcel." I stuttered nervously. Hit bit down harshly on my neck and I winced in pain. I wanted to push him away but I just couldn't bring myself to move at all. "When your mum introduced me I never got your name. You look adorable with those glasses and that vest." He whispered and placed a light kiss on the bruised area. I closed my eyes briefly but opened then back up to get a glance at him. His piercing blue eyes stared back at me. His hair was up and slightly shifted to the side and he was fit. But why was he doing this to a nerd like me? Doesn't he see how ugly I am? He cupped my cheek with one hand and the other on the back of my thigh. "Don't think differently about yourself, babe." He walked away right after he ran his fingertips over my crotch lightly. "I'll be seeing you again." He stated, before walking away from me.

I don't know how to start this. My name? Liam James Payne. Where I am? Geez, stalker thoughts much? But, England. At a certian school called M.Y.T.H. (Mythical Youngsters, Talented Hearth) for, well, mythical creatures. Let me get you caught up. The school is for people who aren't supposed to be. I, myself, am I wizard and not one like Harry Potter. Casting spells takes a toll on my energy and I don't have a wand. The school consist of 5 main groups, called Powers. The Undead (Vampires, ghosts), Magic (Witches, Wizards, Warlocks ((There is a difference) Necromancers), Shifters (Shapeshifters, were-animals), Woodlands (Faes, Elves) and Waters (Merfolk, water nymphs). The groups tended to stay away from each other, or they were fighting with one and other. This, this was the year they tried to change it.

I tangled my fingers in his chocolate curls, they were so soft! How could someone's hair be this soft? It has to be humanly impo- no wonder why they're so soft! "Stop havng sex with my hair now," Harry grumbled and removed my hands from his hair. He brushed his fingers through his and flipped it out of his face. "I'm sorry, it's just so, so soft! How do you get it so soft!? I want to know! I NEED to know!" I grabbed onto his shirt and began to shake him. "No you don't," He shook his head and swatted my hands away. "How are you so hyper right now?" "Vampire blood," I stated simply. "C'mon Harry, you should know this! Vampire blood makes humans hyper, which is why I never drink it when offered! Oh my god!" "No," He picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. "I'm going too figure out how to calm you down, can't you go to sleep or something?" "Silly two thousand year old vampire! Drinking you blood is like drinking thirty cups of coffee! I could be up for days!" Harry sat me down in a chair and held my legs down when I began to shake them. I fidgeted in my seat and eventually Harry was sitting on me, trying to get me to stop moving. I had to move, if I didn't it felt like I was going to explode! "How old are you? You're quite young." "I'm twenty-one!" I cheered and tried to get him off me. "Get off me! YOU'RE CRUSHING MY INTERNAL ORGANS! GET OFF, GET OFF, GET OFF, GET OFF! HELP! SOMEONE HELP! HELP! HE'S RAPING ME! RAPE! RAPE, RAPE, RAPE, RAPE! RA-" I was interrupted by Harry's soft, warm lips on mine. This was strange, I've never kissed a vampire before, but I'd expect that their lips would be cold, just like the rest of their body. Harry pulled away and my eyes were fixed on the ceiling. I had nothing to say, I couldn't find words. This wasn't awkward or anything, it just caught me by total surprise. "Your lips taste like Starbursts." (Book descriptions are over rated xD)

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