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The Trainer | {h.s}

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Parts 11
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"You came to me to learn how to fight. Don't get mad at me now for pushing you too hard. We're both here for that exact reason, darling. Now up; ten more." 

"Shut the fuck up. I asked you to teach me, not to break me." I grumble. Yet, I stand and grab the bar again, hands still slipping from the sweat.                                                                    

"What's the difference? You always work a bit harder when I piss you off, don't you? Let's go, I know you can move faster than that."All Rights Reserved

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Guarded (One Direction Fanfic) by iwas15dontjudge

I run faster and faster. He's going to catch me. I let out a very girly squeal as I feel two sets of arms grab me slowing me to a halt. "That is not fair!" I scream at the curly haired boy. He just chuckles letting go of me. "Yes it was. You never said I couldn't use other people." He shrugs. "It was implied. And he's training for the Olympics." "You're training." He states simply flipping his hair out of his eyes. "C'mon, we're going to be late." He grabs my wrist and starts pulling me down the street. "I really don't want to go." I whine while his grip doesn't falter but possibly gets tighter. "You really don't have a choice." He mumbles. "Since when have you cared about being punctual?" He's always the late one. "Since your job depends on it." And he's right. Maybe I should back up. I am Harry Styles' personal bodyguard. That doesn't really clear it up, does it? Well, this is what happened...

Baby by larryfanficss28

Part two of the Sweet Heart one shot series. "Don't! You took advantage of a weakness, something you knew I couldn't deny! You're mean and awful and you've ruined so many amazing things in my life! Get out!" Louis screeches, lifting a vase next to him and chucking it towards Harry. "You said you love me! You told me when you were little! You still love me God damn it and I'm going to keep fighting!" Harry roars back, ducking out of the vase's path. I did not write this. All credits go to defenselesslarry on ao3.

Fists and Knives (A Harry Styles Fanfiction) by CreateAHarryStories

Kennedy has always had a hot temper and couldn't imagine meeting anyone who was as violent and angry as herself. All of that changes when she's hired as a private chef for a famous boxer and is thrown into a world of action she thought she would never experience.

Fear Me (Punk Louis Tomlinson) by Tragedy_Strikes

You would be surprised how much only two words could affect you. He said them with great confidence and a hint of something that made the hair on the back of my neck stand straight. It made me want to call all my friends and family and have them enrolled in the Witness Protection Program. His hands went to my hips, fingers digging deep into my skin; keeping me in place. I kept telling him to stop, let me go, to leave me alone. But he would just smirk or laugh as his friends would have to repeat themselves to me once more, "He's always got what he wants." I don't care if he has. I mean who would? After many squirming sessions and my annoyed pleads, he finally let me go. I walked through the restaurant doors and sat at the booth my friends were at. Maybe I should ask my friends if they know him? But I only know his first name, Louis. Who is this Louis character? It doesn't matter, it's not like I'll ever see him again. #1 FOR PUNK LOUIS TOMLINSON !!

Survive [Larry Stylinson] by zeldadirection

"Louis. You're my guardian angel. You saved my life." I say shakily. My voice is unstable and I can't even recognize it anymore. I squeeze his soft warm hand. His eyes scan every inch of my face before gently pushing my curls back. He shakes his head blankly. Unable to pull his stare away from my lips. "No Harry." He says. "You saved mine." ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° After the sudden death of Harrys sister, Gemma, he finds himself on the top of a building in New York. Him, his mom and his horrible stepdad had lived there for the past year. The torture of his depression and recent loss caused Harry to run away from home. His plan was to commit suicide, but as he was standing on the edge of the rooftop a blue eyed guy rescued him. Louis Tomlinson. Harry then refused to return home so Louis offered him shelter. Let's just say that it sure doesn't take long for Harry to fall in love with this stranger that he's now sharing an apartment with. How would Harry have known that this boy would not only save his life, but change it forever? ~All you need to do is survive~

Loosen Your Grip For I am not Yours [Zarry] by FluffyPieCaKe

"You're jumping so high and expect me to do the same ... But I'm not ready"

Please Save Me // l.t. by adaia123

"help, please, help me! please someone help me! please save me! Louis please!" i heard her through the phone "you better hurry up, because time is running out" and hung up

Spaces between Us by esme_styles

EXCERPT: I scoffed and waved my hands in the air dramatically in ickiness. Eeww it Smells like tuna!!!! I gagged and looked up. MARCEL HARRY STYLES "You fucking little cunt!!! You have four damn eyes use them before I pull them out with my bare hands idiot!!!" I threatened "look what you did!!! It's zayns sweater fucking bloody hell!!!" I shouted. Sam came over with napkins and helped me clean it. "I-I'm sorry. I was erm distracted" he studdered and tried to help me clean up the food off the hoodie "No shit Sherlock!" I snapped and I felt the entire schools populations eyes on me. Fuck I grabbed a Gatorade from the table nearby which I'm sure was some kids but he'll I'll pay for it later. I took matters into my own hands and poured the Gatorade onto his curly head. You would've thought he would have winced or curled into a ball but nope he just stood there and took what had him coming. Everyone began to laugh and point and I'm sure he's experienced this thousands of times before.

ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ʟᴏᴜɪꜱ ᴛᴏᴍʟɪɴꜱᴏɴ //ʟ.ꜱ// by myoldzeppelinshirt

(COMPLETED) (SLOWLY EDITING) "But then I remember, that now, you're free. You don't have to worry about any of that now. You're free Louis. To do whatever. And I know that you're gonna worry about me, you always have. You're gonna worry that I'm not free. That I can't be myself, but guess what? I'm going to get there someday. I'm going to get there and I'll be free and you'll be free and- we can dance forever." (edit 7/6/2021: this is literally so bad wtf im sorry)

Sweetheart by larryfanficss28

Part one of the Sweet Heart one shot series "I don't know what you want from me! I buy you gifts! I protect you! I fuck you! I hold your hand! I love you! I take care of you when you're little! What more do you need, Louis?!" He roars, face reddening. "I want to not be in love with a fucking gang leader! I want to know you're going to come home to me every time you go out! I want to know that I won't be getting a call from the police saying they found your body in the fucking river Thames! I want to have someone to sleep with at night! I want to know that I'll have you for more than a year! And I want you to stop killing everyone that even side glances me!" Louis shrieks back. I did not write this. All credits go to defenselesslarry on ao3.

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Guarded (One Direction Fanfic)

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