Our Little Secret//Larry
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Última publicación vie, abr 4, 2014
I swallow hard before answering because, to be honest, Harry's morning voice always turned me. It was deep and raspy. It took all my strength not to jump on him right then and there. "7:39 am." "Why so early ?" "Babe you know we always wake up this early." I reply. Harry looks up at me and smiles. Damn it boy. Are you trying to make me suffer ? "C'mon Harry. Get out of bed before Niall, Zayn, and Liam come."
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Ask and I'll Obey
"So, tell me what you want?" The younger boy demanded, and Louis' mind filled with inappropriate images of Harry. Everything to do with Harry. "I..." He couldn't think. Could barely breathe, and his dick was so fucking hard in his track pants he didn't know why Harry wasn't pointing it out. "You...have to do whatever I say for a whole day." Louis blurted out. "Deal." Harry said without missing a beat, his green eyes shining like the light in The Great Gatsby. His easy agreement had Louis groaning, because Harry already did whatever Louis told him to do. Or, the one where Harry and Louis challenge each other not to get off to see who will break first. I did not write this. All credits go to orphan_account on ao3.Concluida
TWIST H.S.
Harry once asked me what was the most painful thing I've endured in my life, I couldn't answer to him back then but, hearing his desperate plead for me to hold on I got my answer now. ¨Hold on please, darling.¨ And for the first time since knowing him I wanted to listen to him only now I physically couldn't but I forced myself for him, for my ray of sunshine, for my angel. It took everything in me to open my eyes but I mustered all my energy and weakly opened them to see my favorite shade of green staring back at me, and almost as a reflex ever so slowly my lips curled up at the sight of him. However, at the sight of me grief washed all over his face. I'm here but it's as if he was mourning me. I've never felt so helpless in my life, I wanted to assure him that this isn't his fault, I wish I had the strength to. ¨I'm sorry baby, I'll get us out of here.¨ Watery eyes and a determined face promised me and the only thing I could muster was a weak smile. And with that he turned to face our aggressor. ¨My house, my chair, my wife,¨ At the sound of the last word my heart literally skipped a beat and I swear my eyes almost budged off my face when a second ago I could barely keep them open. ¨You better kill me before I fucking get free, you're on borrowed time and I fucking swear I'll have the time of my life making you pay for what you're doing to my wife.¨ ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It's not the most ideal thing to be a mafia leader with two kids, and it surely isn't the most logical thing to fall in love with your enemy. -------------- A dark Harry fic with a little twist. Or maybe two.
Heads or Tails ?
*Story contains mature and explicit content* "Something wrong sweetheart ?" Harry's cocky tone only makes my blood boil more, and I don't even think before I throw my knife to his head. Of course he dodges it easily, and he quickly pulls it out of the wall and throws it right back to my face. Thankfully Zayn and his magical fucking reflexes catch it a few inches away from my head, and Harry smiles, dimples out on display, looking pretty fucking satisfied that he succeeded whatever he wanted to do. Did the fucker just try to stab me in the eye right now ? "You fucking piece of shi-" I start yelling but Zayn is quick to snap his hand to my mouth to shut me up, growling into my ear and roughly pulling me back until I'm pressed against his chest. "Shut the fuck up you dumbass ! Are you trying to get us all killed ??" he pulls his hand away and spins me around abruptly before he shoves me towards the door. "Out. Now." **** Or the one where Louis and Harry kind of hate but kind of like each other, and have to work together when their friends disappear... and then everything changes. **** Reminder: this is simply a work of fiction, this story is in no way meant to represent anyone's actual life nor does it represent my thoughts on the people whose names I use.Concluida
Change My Mind (Harry Styles Fanfiction)
I finally focus enough to see who it is. Jarred? I start panting worriedly. I try to get away from Jarred, scurrying across the hardwood floor, trying to make as much noise as I can to wake up Harry. I'm not loud enough. I manage to stand up, still not able to get anything to come out of my mouth. I trip over my foot clumsily and fall on my face loudly. 'C'mon Harry wake up, please,' I think to myself. I look up at Jarred and I see a fist coming toward my face. It hits me, shattering every part of the left side of my jaw. I'm starting to bleed rapidly. Just another love story... But do normal love stories involve a psycho ex-boyfriend who will do anything to get his 'love' back? Does a normal love story involve a forgetful past that leads unforgivable mistakes? How did I get wrapped up in this mess. Because I'm Ari Sage and I'm a magnet for disaster. Why? That's just one problem I'm trying to solve. In the end, where does the deadly situation lead to?Concluida
S.... M.
Lately Louis started to fantasize about spanking his best mate. What was wrong with him? He was actually fantasizing about doing all sorts of sexual things with Harry. Most of all he just wanted to kiss him. It was so confusing! He couldn't help but slap Harrys bum every chance he got, usually when they were on stage. Harry seemed to like it though, challenging him back by asking him what he wanted to do to him. One night he found himself spanking Harry in their dressingroom when Harry willingly pulled his pants down and it was the beginning of a confusing time where they started to explore something new. No strings attached! Purely fictional! SMUTWARNING!Concluida
Stockholm Syndrome (Larry Stylinson)
My heart was beating and adrenaline was running through my body at a thousand miles per second. My hand wrapped around the door knob, but then I was pulled back painfully by my arm. I was whipped around and was face to face with a pissed off Louis. "Where do you think you're going, love?" He asked, and I gulped at how dark his voice sounded. The sane part of me was absolutley terrified of it, and I didn't like it, but the part of me that thought Louis was incredible was so turned on by his dark side. "Answer the question." He said as he squeezed my wrist tighter, and I winced a bit, but I didn't answer the question. "Were you trying to leave? Were you trying to run away from me?" He asked, and I felt his nails digging into my skin. I gave a small yelp of pain and then he was dragging me harshly by my arm down the hall again. He passed the room that I was staying in before and opened another door that was three doors down. He pushed me inside, and I couldn't see a thing. The room was completely dark. I began to breath faster because I've never been a big fan of the dark. I hated it. I didn't like what I couldn't see. I jumped as I felt a hand on my waist and my breath caught as I felt a surge of electricity run through me. I felt him pull me closer to him until my back was against his chest. His lips rubbed against my ear and he slowly whispered out "You can't leave, Harry. You're never gonna get away. I'm not gonna let you."Concluida
louder than words • larry stylinson
I weren't expectin' much when I walked into that loo, just a quick wee before headin' back to the other contestants. But then there he was - curly-haired, green-eyed, brushin' his teeth like he didn't have a care in the world. Harry. Didn't know then that meetin' him would change everythin'. We both got kicked outta The X Factor Bootcamp on our own, but fate - or one of the judges - decided we weren't done yet. Next thing we know, we're in a band with three other lads, and just like that, everythin' goes from ordinary to absolutely mental. Screamin' crowds, cameras in our faces, managers tellin' us what to say, what to do, who to be. And then there's him. From the very start, there's somethin' pullin' me to him, somethin' I can't quite put me finger on. We just get each other. It's easy with him. Too easy. But I've got a girlfriend back home - Hannah - and whatever this is, it ain't meant to be, right? Not when we're bein' watched every second of the day, not when our whole lives are mapped out before we even get a say. But feelings don't just disappear 'cause they're inconvenient. And some things - some things are louder than words. ••• Hey guys! Welcome to my story ‚Louder Than Words' :) I just wanted to ask you to bear with me - English isn't my first language, but I'm doing my best to do Louis and Harry's story justice. This story is written from Louis' perspective, and I'm trying to stay true to his character and Doncaster dialect. Of course, I might not always get it spot on, but I'm always open to your thoughts and suggestions! Other than that, I'm not one for long intros, so I'll just say - enjoy the read! I hope you like it. This is my version of their story, with some parallels to reality. I'm not implying that any of this actually happened - this is purely a work of fiction.
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"Kendal?" Jess said coming over to me. " hey Jess" I said smiling. "I really need to talk to you" she said. "Is everything ok?" I said worried. "Everything's fine" she replied. "Ok, so have you been hearing a voice in your head?" She said. "What? No, that's crazy" I lied. "Kendal really, please don't lie to me" she said in a serious tone. "Fine, yes I have" I admitted. "We'll, so have I," she said. "And there's a thing about my voice" she continued. "He's so sweet, and I-". "I understand" I said, cutting her off. Jess looked up at me in shock. "Cause, I'm in love with the voice in my head too" I said.
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