Beautiful Terror (A Harry Styles Fanfic)

Beautiful Terror (A Harry Styles Fanfic)

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Harry Styles; The person who loved getting dirty, but not with mud. Oh, no. Blood was his poison of choice. He didn't want a lover, he wanted an assistant. One whom would be his public face so he wouldn't have to go out besides to do his dirty work. He needed someone to give him the back-ground stories, the right tools, the time, the food, and his urges. Someone to not only serve him with his work but someone he can toy with with both being of enjoyment. But he could only have someone he could turn into one of his own. Shae Flames; beholder of all the qualities that Harry was looking for, for his assistant but she wanted a lover. She's not ready for what Harry throws at her but she'll do it anyway. Anything for love, anything for him. She didn't want to be one of them, but anything for him. It's all fucked up isn't it? Aw, too bad it's only going to get worse.
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{completed} "I want to go home." I plead. "Do you? Because Lydia, I will take you home myself if that's what you want." He says lowly. I knit my brows together in confusion. He takes another step toward me. "But, don't you remember? There's people out there, Lydia." He steps right up to me and tucks a piece of my hair behind my ear. "People who want to hurt you." he continues. I feel tears well up in my eyes as I let out a sharp exhale. Harry leans down so that his lips are right next to my ear and I tremble in pure terror. "And this time..." I feel him speak against my ear. "I won't be there to save you." he whispers darkly. -- ~crumble ; verb -to break apart into small fragments especially over a period of time due to deterioration. ~ loving him meant risking everything. he was trouble and she knew it... but it was so hard to stay away. Harry Styles is a criminal. He has criminal friends and lives a criminal lifestyle. Lydia White has been a good girl her whole life. A twist of fate causes the two of them to meet. Lydia falls for Harry but soon discovers who he is. Now, he has enemies out to get him...and her.

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