Disaster [Harry Styles] -on going-

Disaster [Harry Styles] -on going-

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Harry Styles
"I'm sorry Harry, but there's got to be a misunderstanding here. I don't remember falling inlove with you, and I swear I never will," Blaire pointed out with no emotion at all, and started walking away from me. The memories we had and the love we shared, they all became nothing. I, became nothing to her. One day, I was her world, and the next day, she can't even recognize me. ---- Harry Styles used to be a cold, heartless and merciless human being to ever exist. His wicked plans brought him to a girl which he thought he can use to plant his sweet revenge. But the tables have turned. This time, Harry's plan with his revenge fell short as he found himself infatuated with Blaire Layes who's suffering from a mid-stage Dementia, and this explains why she confuses her past with the present. The entire disaster made him fragile and miserable. Will he be able to handle the chaos in his shoulders? Or will he shrug it off and walk away like he always does?
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Love. War. Lies. Nothing stays buried. Emersyn escaped once. But freedom comes with scars, and the past has a way of bleeding through the cracks. As secrets unravel and loyalties fracture, she's forced to decide who she can trust in a world built on betrayal. And Harry Styles, the only person who felt like safety, might be the one who costs her everything. When it comes down to him or her, survival or sacrifice, she knows one thing: She's not making the wrong choice this time. * "Then help me understand." The room tilts. My breath is ragged, his face too close, that quiet demand pulling the ground out from under me. Neither of us moves. There's an inch between us that feels like a cliff edge, almost like one wrong step will send us both over. "I hate you," I whisper, the words tasting like blood and truth. His jaw tightens, and his eyes drag over my face like he's memorizing every line, every crack I swore I'd never let him see. The silence stretches thin; my pulse is hammering so loud it drowns out the world. "Good," he mutters finally, voice rough. **** Started: 1/14/2025 Ended: TBD **** (Cover credit @antiheroics16)

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