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Bruised and Scarred (Harry Styles/punk/au)

iwaslikethemoon

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Reads 2,280
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Parts 9
Time 52m

iwaslikethemoon

Mature

She sat silent on the stone cold cement floors that tiled her bathroom floor. Blood drained from her face as the all too familiar coolness ran in trickling streams down her peculiarly thin arms. She broke, again. She keeps promising that she'll stop, but what's another broken promise anyways. 

Dark, raven like hair cascades across her back, down her shoulder blades, gently tickling the hem of her pajama bottoms. Pants, a fresh long sleeve as well. Normal to her, and everyone who had met, or known her. She had been broken for so long, it wasn't a big deal in the summer anymore. 

Harry, the bad boy, he had never talked to Laikyn. She was uncharted territory, a nobody, an outcast. She was quiet. A loner. Will that change when she stumbles into him? Will fate play a key role in this dark tale?All Rights Reserved

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Ten Sins || #Wattys2015 by GirLegend99

"I'm a monster!" he shouted in my face, his veins popping out on his neck. I tried to hold my tears but failed, all these months of patience and anger caused my body to shake, my heart was pounding so loud in my chest that my blood was boiling in my veins. "No Harry! You're not a monster!" I cried out loud, my chest rising and falling from my heavy breathing. He clenched his jaw and fisted his palms and in seconds, he punched the wall that was behind me right next to me, making me gasp for air. All the anger that built inside me was now replaced by fear as his piercing green eyes turned to a darker shade. "How can you say that after what I did to you?" he hissed, his hot breath hitting my swollen lips, his nostrils flaring. I took a deep shakey breath before I parted my lips to answer him. "Because I can see through you, Harry. I can see your innocence."

Dark (Harry Styles) Fan Fiction by CelebrityGeek

"Harry." I begged. I fisted the front of his t shirt between my fingers; the sharp pain intensified as his teeth grazed the skin. His breathy laugh fanned over the area as I desperately struggled against the male's hold before he continued to draw blood to the surface. The sensation was somewhat eased with the attention of his soft lips. But Harry wouldn't allow me that comfort for long, nipping hungrily at my neck with his teeth. I gasped when his tongue licked over the newly sensitive skin, planting a few kisses. He blew over the sloppy wet spot, igniting a chill through my entirety. Harry stepped back smirking as I yanked my arm from his large hand. My fingers drifted up to my neck, sucking in a sharp breath when I dabbed over the sore spot. I whimpered in fright as he drew closer. "You're mine now." He spoke in a hushed tone.

Bad Boy Marcel (UNDER SERIOUS EDITING!) by TroubledBlessing

I looked at Marcel. He was bruised, bloody, and exhausted. What have I done? "Marcel?" I called his name softly. I hated how pathetic I sounded. What kind of monster am I? "No, don't talk to me. You promised me. You made me trust you. You made me give myself completely to you. My vulnerable and broken side was present to you and this is how you treated me. Don't try to fucking talk to me. I knew I shouldn't have trusted a worthless bitch." His words stabbed me because I knew it was true. I did this to him. I broke him. And I have to try to fix this. ______________________________________ Raven Essence is moving to Sheldon Smalls High School. Her best friend, Drew, moved there a couple months ago and her family decided to move there also. It starts off great. They have a sleep over and go to school together. Then... there's a guy named Marcel? What kind of name is Marcel? He wears long sleeves, he has on glasses that he doesn't need, he gels his hair back. He's the social outcast, the socially awkward kid. Of course, Raven wants to talk to him. One of her best and worst decisions ever. Why? You'll have to read to figure out.

RED ROOM [H.S] by sweetfixs

***completed*** NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON Harry Styles. The strange one. The freak. The one who was too kind for his own good, trapped in a world where his job was to bring people pain. Sophia 'Spice' Winters. The dancer. The stripper. The one who who trapped in a world where her job was to provide men with nothing but pleasure. -- "What don't you understand?" Harry seethed, his hands gripping the roots of his hair. "I'm not the good guy here, Sophia. I'm bad, everything about me is fucking bad." Harry looked as if he was about to rip his hair out, his wild eyes shinning with madness. He looked unhinged, raw and angry. It should of frightened me. That look alone should of been enough to send me running. He didn't look like the shy man I first met. He looked...crazy. His fingers were coated in red, stained with the blood of another. He didn't seem to care though. "If I was you Sophia, I would run away. Run as far away as you possibly can, because I promise you...An evil part of me won't let you go, and I hate myself for that. I want you to run away, to a place that I can't ever find you. You'll be safe that way."

What am I by RK_Anne

**Warning: Story contains a bit of smut & its fair share of bad language** ˜She sat there looking at her hands, a frown tugging at her brows as she thought about what to say next. There are things in this world I wish didn't exist ¦myself included. I was just about to ask her what she meant by that when a loud crackling sounded from under her shirt. Her shoulders pulled back and rounded as if trying to break away from the rest of her body. "Harry, move back!" Her pain filled scream echoed throughout the small room. I did as I was told just in time to see her skin begin to redden and shake. I looked into her eyes...they...they were glowing. How can you tell the truth from a lie? How do you know who you can trust? What would you do to keep yourself safe? What would you give up to keep those you love safe? Safe from the creature after you but also...safe from you. ©2013 R.K. Anne. All Rights Reserved

Vindicated by chlox1d

I looked up at him, unsure of what just happened. I saw the blood glistening off of his gold H ring as he pushed my hair out of my face, scanning my eyes, making sure I was okay. "You should go back inside and find your friends. Go home and lock your doors." He said as he turned to walk away. "Wait!" I said weakly. He reached the end of the ally and turned around. "I don't even know your name." He paused, his eyes locking on mine before simply saying, "I'm Harry." then turning back around and disappearing into the night. WARNING: This book contains mature and adult themes, like violence, drug use, sexual assault, and other possibly triggering topics. Read at your own risk. - My twitter is @chlox1d, make sure you follow to stay updated! Happy reading :)

Thanks for Being There- a Harry Styles Love Story by GracieT21

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For Your Eyes Only [h.s.] by Sunflower3092

I should have fixed my hair, checked my makeup. I should have made sure the obvious tears that even I didn't realize I had shed were cleaned from my face, but I didn't. So when he opened the door, that's the version of me he got. It was his dimples, the smile I loved so dearly, that I saw first. Then the tears and disheveled hair. "Harry?" __________________ Adelaide Young was an independent, aspiring artistic designer in a happy relationship when she met Harry Styles in a coffee shop one morning. She had no idea that a single spilled coffee would set her on a path that not even she could have imagined. Not one to accept or ask for help, meeting Harry and the devastating ripple effects of their friendship would force Adelaide to allow Harry in and save her. And when both she and Harry didn't know how to save themselves from one another? Well you'll just have to read on and see...

Bad Boy Styles by maddieleilax

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"I'm a monster!" he shouted in my face, his veins popping out on his neck. I tried to hold my tears but failed, all these months of patience and anger caused my body to shake, my heart was pounding so loud in my chest that my blood was boiling in my veins. "No Harry! You're not a monster!" I cried out loud, my chest rising and falling from my heavy breathing. He clenched his jaw and fisted his palms and in seconds, he punched the wall that was behind me right next to me, making me gasp for air. All the anger that built inside me was now replaced by fear as his piercing green eyes turned to a darker shade. "How can you say that after what I did to you?" he hissed, his hot breath hitting my swollen lips, his nostrils flaring. I took a deep shakey breath before I parted my lips to answer him. "Because I can see through you, Harry. I can see your innocence."