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Close. || Harry Styles

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Reads 116
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Parts 8
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Ophelia Bianchi's simple normal life gets turned upside down when she finds out she's wanted dead. 
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"This could never work," he softly said. I gazed up at him and by studying his eyes, I knew he didn't mean it. My arms wrapped around him tighter, feeling the warmth through his shirt. His hand sliding up and down my back soothingly. 

We stood there in silence,

hugging one another 

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✔️STRONG [L.S] by rikirriki

"H-Harry please!" I cried, my hands placed protectively in front of my face. His eyes darkened, and he grabbed my wrists, pinning them against the wall. His breath rolled over my face, the faint scent of alcohol rolling up my nose. "Shut up." He growled. His short nails dug into my arm and I winced in pain. He released me, and grabbed a handful of my hair instead. I shrieked in pain as he threw me to the ground. Tears pricked my eyes and I squeezed my eyes shut. "Get up." He said. I opened my eyes, and scrambled to my feet quickly. He grabbed the front of my shirt to pull me closer, leaning down to my level. His eyes burned straight through mine. Chills went down my spine and I bit my bottom lip out of fear. "How many times do I have to tell you? You. Are. Mine." -------------------------- In a complex narrative, where Harry wrestles with the voices of schizophrenia, the story unfolds with uncertainty. The question lingers: Will Harry succumb to the relentless voices, potentially breaking down Louis, or will Louis summon the strength to confront the darkness that threatens him and stand resolute in his own defense? The outcome rests upon the delicate interplay of their intertwined fates, a story of mental struggles and strength yet to fully reveal itself.

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 :)

chicane | hs {COMING SOON} by omystylesx

{COMING SOON} In the underground world of illegal street racing, loyalty is everything, and love is the ultimate risk. Nova Hayes has spent her life protected by power, feared by association, and untouchable by order. As the daughter of the city's most notorious gang leader, she's a Blackthorn by blood... but not by choice. Harry Styles is the new name burning through the circuit-fast behind the wheel, reckless at heart, and haunted by a past he won't talk about. When he and his crew are pulled into the Blackthorn empire, he's warned to keep his eyes on the road and off the girl who's off-limits. But rules blur when engines roar and hearts misfire. In a world built on speed, secrets, and survival, some lines were meant to be crossed. And some crashes are inevitable. After all... She's the daughter of the king. He's the havoc she never saw coming.

Us Against the World (Dark Harry) by goldandgreen25

Zayn Malik A young police detective from New York, who accidentally found a wounded young man in a dark, dirty alley, Like a normal person would do, he immediately helped the man. But as soon as the man woke up, he received nothing but curses and threats from his mouth. However, that never stops him from falling in love with the green-eyed guy. He even managed to get his phone number by force. Harry Styles A New York mafia boss who runs one of the city's underground mafias. One of the organization's greatest leaders. He owns the area of Brooklyn to Queens. A person who always projects a powerful and confident personality in front of his people. But hides a lot of fragilities. Unfortunately, of all people who saw it, was the police officer who picked him up when he was wounded. ----------------------------- While Niall is giving him an angry stare, he diverted his gaze and looked down. They were both standing outside of Zayn's ICU room. "I want you to know that I've never liked you, and I've known from the beginning that you're trouble," He said, his jaw clenched. "Your rivals, want to destroy and kill you by going through him, and you went along and marry him?!" "H-he proposed to me--" "And you agree?! When you knew how dangerous it would be for my friend?!" Niall's rage was visible. "Harry, you should put this in your head that you came from a Mob! a Mafia syndicate! You. are. our. Enemy!" "N-Niall, this is something I never wanted to happen--" "Really? Will your people shot my friend!" Niall's voice echoed in the hallway of the hospital. " Because of you, Zayn is battling for his life in that room!"

Aftershock [ One Direction] by Wanderless

[COMPLETED] I let out a sob and ran up to him, slamming my fists on his chest. "Why did you do it!? I'm sorry just please explain!" He held me close to him until I stopped thrashing about and just cried silently into his chest. "Shh Please stop crying. It hurts to see you in this much pain." He soothed. "Then why Harry, why?" I said with every once of pain emanating from me. "I loved you and you left me. I loved you so much. My judgement was cloudy from the hurt inside my chest. It was a very dumb decision." "You are acting like its no fucking big deal! Your dead! You're gone from all of us! The boys are hurting so much! It was selfish what you did, but it was even more selfish what I did." "Please don't blame yourself. It was my fault, not yours." "Harry its all my fault. You wouldn't be dead if it wasn't for me." He grabbed my chin, making me look him in the eyes. "Now listen to me. I shouldn't have expected you to stay with me when the fans first started harassing you. I should have let you leave but I was being selfish keeping you with me. I just couldn't lose you. But once again I was selfish and left all of you. I'm so sorry." He looked down, a single tear slid down his face. I put my hand up to his face and wiped his tear away with my thumb. "Harry I missed you but now I'm here with you and there are no fans. We can be together now and we don't have to worry about anything." I said barely above a whisper. He looked up into my eyes and pecked my lips, leaving a tingling sensation from where his lips touched. "I wouldn't let that happen." Cᴏᴘʏʀɪɢʜᴛᴛ © Wanderless, Aʟʟ Rɪɢʜᴛs Rᴇsᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ

Criminal || Larry Stylinson Mob AU by TCX_2001

"So all of this is my fault?" He scowled back. "Harry, he is fragile. He can't bear up with your anger or try to break past your stone cold exterior if you don't let him." His father reasoned. "No, dad. I highly doubt that's what he wants from me, I feel what he actually wants is a divorce and since he doesn't actually communicate with me if he tells you, let me know, I'll have the papers ready." With that Harry got up from his seat to leave only to see Louis near the door, he had no idea if he heard his conversation or he didn't and honestly at this point he didn't care. Or Harry Styles is a Mob Boss and Louis Tomlinson is his husband and in a dark place filled with violence and blood, they try to find their way back to one another. Translation in Portuguese : https://my.w.tt/Q0Jt88SyU4

Dice [h.s.] by tpwk_pleaseeee

"She was an angel craving chaos. He was a demon seeking peace." -Helen - Their love wasn't supposed to happen. It was a mistake from the beginning. They met because of death. It's only right to end with it too, Right? - //PREVIEW// "Don't test me." Harry's voice was deep and fuming. His knuckles were white around the cold granite counter. "Why won't you just tell me!" I shouted back, not giving up on this fight that easily. He's not gonna push me around. "Because the minute I tell you is the minute I roll the dice." Harry lunged in front of me, breathing onto my face rigidly. "I'm willing to take that chance." I whispered between our tension, pressing my body against his. Harry shook his head. "Well, the dice have never been in my favor." - VULGAR LANGUAGE AND TRIGGER WORTHY SUBJECTS. READ WITH CAUTION! - POSSIBLY OPEN FOR TRANSLATIONS - ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @tpwk_pleaseeee

Inscrutability •H.S• by Plottwists_Kayy

Harry tilts his head with a chuckle. "Meeting you. Was all I've been waiting for." He steps closer straightening up, my feet were glued to the floor. "So I don't need a girlfriend. I don't need or want to be with anyone else." One of his hands sneaks behind my back pulling me close to his body, my hands land on his chest. "Do you understand what I'm telling you right now?" I blink a few times. Knowing this was a very dangerous conversation to be having. He's only making all of this so much harder. Harry's green eyes beam down to my lips- I push him slightly whispering "Yes." ••• Inscrutability is something Clementine had to learn from the moment she was taken away from her family at only fifteen years old. She was good at it, great in fact. No one could read through that bright beautiful fake smile. No one except him... he saw right through her. No matter what, he will find out the secrets behind that smile. If it was the last thing he done. Cover Credit• @naked_cherry - This story contains sexual content, abuse, non consensual sexual relations. 18+. !!HIGHEST RANKINGS!! #1 louistomlinson #2 harrystylesfanfic #3 1directionfanfic #30 Harry styles

Achilles Heel |h.s| by dontyaworrydarlin

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Little Touches (l.s.) by vampzmelz

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✔️STRONG [L.S]

"H-Harry please!" I cried, my hands placed protectively in front of my face. His eyes darkened, and he grabbed my wrists, pinning them against the wall. His breath rolled over my face, the faint scent of alcohol rolling up my nose. "Shut up." He growled. His short nails dug into my arm and I winced in pain. He released me, and grabbed a handful of my hair instead. I shrieked in pain as he threw me to the ground. Tears pricked my eyes and I squeezed my eyes shut. "Get up." He said. I opened my eyes, and scrambled to my feet quickly. He grabbed the front of my shirt to pull me closer, leaning down to my level. His eyes burned straight through mine. Chills went down my spine and I bit my bottom lip out of fear. "How many times do I have to tell you? You. Are. Mine." -------------------------- In a complex narrative, where Harry wrestles with the voices of schizophrenia, the story unfolds with uncertainty. The question lingers: Will Harry succumb to the relentless voices, potentially breaking down Louis, or will Louis summon the strength to confront the darkness that threatens him and stand resolute in his own defense? The outcome rests upon the delicate interplay of their intertwined fates, a story of mental struggles and strength yet to fully reveal itself.