HIDDEN- a Punk Harry Styles Fanfic

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harrystyles notyouraveragelovestory onedirection

Maybe it was the way the light shined in his eyes, or how whenever he looked at me he had a hidden smile, whatever it was I was falling for him, and fast.All Rights Reserved

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I've learned the nights are tough for her. in the darkness we lay together, and even through the hectic life of mine, she is the one overwhelmed by things she wished to never be apart of. "What's on your mind darling?", we both reached a breaking point of exhaustion, yet I never shut my eyes, she took care of everyone, it was my turn to watch over her. In all things I've been so intrigued about in life, she became one of them, ever since that night she looked of sapphire, I was drawn to her, she became my addiction, my high. My mind craved nothing more than her voice, her scent, the left over gloss on my lips after she had kissed me. I'm so passionate about this woman, so ardent.

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"Like I said. Im looking for my friend." "Do you love him?" "Yeah." "Ill keep your secret." "Thank you." I whisper.

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I survived the war, but I'm afraid I've entered another one just by making it home. *** Warning: Strong Language, Mature Themes and War Violence throughout. ©2017 copyright HarrESgirl, all rights reserved.

The SEQUEL to Out of the Ordinary She was extraordinary, and she didn't even know it. But I did. I'd known it from that very first day. From the moment she'd smiled at me, and become the axis of my world. And I planned to never let her forget it. She had other plans, though. For herself, and for me. She needed time, she'd said. Time and space. I'd obliged, I'd waited. But that time was up, and I was still waiting. Still ready. Because nothing about a love like ours was normal. And that was the way we liked it. (Beautiful cover made by my very good friend @lost-inwonderlvnd)

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His green eyes lit up my world like nobody else. The way that he messed with his hair. It's like he didn't know that I was in love with him.

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The fireworks sparkled above us. I felt his hand slip into mine. I turned to look at him and I saw his eyes. Just him and me. Just Us.

Ardent ; h.s.

I've learned the nights are tough for her. in the darkness we lay together, and even through the hectic life of mine, she is the one overwhelmed by things she wished to never be apart of. "What's on your mind darling?", we both reached a breaking point of exhaustion, yet I never shut my eyes, she took care of everyone, it was my turn to watch over her. In all things I've been so intrigued about in life, she became one of them, ever since that night she looked of sapphire, I was drawn to her, she became my addiction, my high. My mind craved nothing more than her voice, her scent, the left over gloss on my lips after she had kissed me. I'm so passionate about this woman, so ardent.

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