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Abused (Title Change!)

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He leans down close to me and drags the knife lightly across my cheek, teasing me. 

At this point my breathing is rapid and shallow and I am barely conscious. 

He pierces the skin with the tip of the knife and I somehow get the energy to snap open my eyes and scream.

 Normal teenage girls shouldn't have to deal with drunken fathers and bullying. Ashleigh has to bear it every day. How long can she cope with the abuse before everything comes crashing down?

Warning: May contain scenes of violence, mature topics and self harm.

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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.

The Last Burden by nashlycam23

"I hate you." Was all I could manage to say, given the fact that I was battling my emotions. I just lost all four of my brothers, and I'm being taken by our most greatest rival. We've been enemies for centuries. Our gangs have never gotten along because we always treat each other with disrespect and steal each other's junk. Not to mention we go into each other's territory and rob what could of been theirs. There's no doubt in my mind I will be treated horribly while I'm in the arms of my enemies. They won't show any mercy and they will be very abusive when needed. I honestly wouldn't be surprised if they beat me up because they were bored. "Well guess what? We hate you too." Harry commented before he slammed the door shut and made his way to the passenger seat. "I'd say get comfortable and enjoy the ride since it's gonna be long. But since you're the f***ing enemy, have fun living in hell for the rest of your life darling. Your life is in my hands now." Harry grinned evilly as I felt my breath hitch in the back of my throat.

Spotlight |h.s| by kiwiharryy

I hate her, I hate her, I fucking hate her. If she died right now, I wouldn't care. My main concern would be how I would get my money for this stunt. I have not an ounce of a feeling for this girl in front of me, yet I can't move under her angry gaze. I wouldn't dare. "Fuck you." I whisper out a pitiful insult to get the last word. "Fuck you." She replies just as quietly, taking a deep inhale as she holds our eye contact. She grinds her jaw as she stays looking at me, eyes scanning over my face with a huff. I hold my same scowl, still not backing away from her. I'm stuck in my place, my face not even an inch away from hers. I don't know how it happened, who started it, or what, but before I know it, her lips are on mine and I'm shoving her body backwards into the shelf. - Aubrey Hart and Harry Styles, costars in the movie "Forbidden Connection", hate each other. On screen, they're happily in love and yearning for each other's touch. Outside of that, though, it's constant yelling and fighting between the two of them. There's never a second of peace. Harry goes too far with what he says and Aubrey claps back in an instant. They don't clash very well whatsoever. When they're offered a big paycheck for a PR relationship, will the forced closeness become a little too real? Will they start to grow an understanding for each other? It's like they all say... there's a fine line between love and hate. **MATURE CONTENT** HIGHEST RANKINGS #1 in enemiestolovers #1 in harrystyles #1 in louistomlinson #1 in zaynmalik #1 in liampayne STARTED JANUARY 2021 - COMPLETED JULY 2021

Taken (editing) by Miraculouis

Jessica Sanchez, is just one of those girls who gets bullied on a daily basis, fights the urge to cut everyday, gets called names, has no friends at all but still puts up with it. But when he comes along, everything changes for her, except the bullying It just gets worse. But what if the person you trusted the most was the reason behind the red marks on your skin? the taunts you get everyday? the scornful remarks you receive from the people around you? What if the person you trusted the most was the one to betray you? --------------- Hi guys, this is my first fanfic on here, and basically the first few chapters are a bit short, but I promise the chapters get better and longer as you read further x © Copyright @Miraculouis Check out my other fanfic if you want to x peace out x

In The Nick Of Time by Hihiwhymy

This story is not mine. It belongs to TheOutCastAyh on ao3. i am just reposting it on wattpad. Blood is cascaded his finger. It isn't his blood. Sirens wail behind his car in the distance as he looks over his shoulder, he needs to get out of there but he doesn't have time. His eyes scan the road ahead and his hands are trembling, he can't stop shaking. Everything was fine, then there was yelling and screaming - he couldn't do it. He couldn't kill. Next thing he knew was the blade being snatched from his hand, and the screams of innocent people crying for help had silenced. No matter how hard he tried - he couldn't rip the vision from his head. The road...pouring in sheets as the lights flashed red and blue in his rear mirror. He needed to get out, his car plummeted over a pot hole and he was sent in his seat against the steering wheel. ...His heart racing as he threw open the car door and looked back to the flat tire. He searched for an escape but all he could find were trees and darkness. His lights beamed on a road hidden between the trees, grabbing his keys and chucking them he ran for the muddy road. Mud tracking his shoes but then lost to the rain. Panting and huffing - he ran over a hill and his foot caught. He tumbled until he hit the bottom. Knocked out cold.

Just can't let her go {Punk Louis Tomlinson fanfic} by weisdirectioners

"Why do you keep pretending you're afraid of me?" He hissed, obvious anger in his eyes. "Because Louis; if I'm not afraid of you I'll end up loving you!" I shouted. "And that means I'll get hurt...because that's just the way you are!" I said, hoping he would correct me. "You're right." He said simply after a long pause. "You're right." She was new; he was jaded. She was oblivious; he knew all too well. She was innocent; he was everything but. And anyone who looked at the two would know just how wrong they were together. Yet there was no denying the obvious fire that seemed to heat every time they were near each other. This isn't the typical "boy loves girl- they fall in love" etc. etc. This is about heart wrenching confessions, breath taking encounters, love shattering secrets,and two people who so desperately want to know just what love is.

secrets of us [H.S] by xoxoaliyaa

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Broken Promises ✔ by UniquexGalaxies

!!!!!UNEDITED AND CRINGY AFF!!!!!! ______________ I take slow, unsure steps towards him and place my hands on his tense forearm and he softens at my touch. Only now could I hear the small sobs coming from him and it broke my heart even more listening to the pain and agony in his cries. His back was facing me but his body shook with his cries. "You h-hated me even if it was just for that split second and it hurts to know that I did that to myself because of myself. It h-hurt to hear you from the o-other side of that door, listening to you c-cry all because of me! I couldn't even comfort you because you hated me. I always fuck up and it still confuses me as to why you still choose to stay with me" he says and heaves in a breath "Because I love you Niall and I don't hate you. I don't think I ever will" ___________________________ Moving from another country was smooth for Sasha all because of that unmistakable person sitting beside her on the plane to her future Naturally, they both fell in love and things started getting complicated. Bullying, jealousy and trust issues try to break them apart but will they stay together. . Or will all those promises be broken? No copyright! This is an original idea of mine! But beware it might be a bit carroty since it's my first Enjoy! WARNING This story includes mature content - Previously named Foreign Exchange - [ SEQUEL 'AFTERMATH' IS UP !! ] Started: November 4 2016 Finished: August 21 2017

Broken (a Niall Horan love story) by cow_queen

"Do you feel safe with him?" the question seemed silly; in my head I had immediately laughed at it because it was so absurd. How could I not feel safe with Niall? He had turned out to be the only constant in my crazy life so far; he was always there for me through out everything. He did everything that he possibly could to help me to get to the point that I was at then. Instead of going on a rant about how much I did, in fact, feel safe with Niall, I nodded and said, "I always feel safe with him." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Navaeh is not your average teenager. Sure, she's a few months away from being eighteen, and is having trouble getting a better grade then a C in Biology, but her troubles don't end there. Niall is one fifth of the popular boy-band One Direction, and seems to be living the dream. A chance meeting brings the two together in a circumstance that leaves Niall afraid for Navaeh's safety. She harbors secrets about herself that only her and one other person know and when Niall becomes determined to break down her walls, things get complicated. A relationship is hard enough to keep as it is but when you add an unmistakably cruel family problem it gets harder. ****************TRIGGER WARNING: abuse, self-harm, and suicidal thoughts and actions. Please do not read if easily triggered.********************

crumble | h.s by ulookuglytodaysis

{completed} "I want to go home." I plead. "Do you? Because Lydia, I will take you home myself if that's what you want." He says lowly. I knit my brows together in confusion. He takes another step toward me. "But, don't you remember? There's people out there, Lydia." He steps right up to me and tucks a piece of my hair behind my ear. "People who want to hurt you." he continues. I feel tears well up in my eyes as I let out a sharp exhale. Harry leans down so that his lips are right next to my ear and I tremble in pure terror. "And this time..." I feel him speak against my ear. "I won't be there to save you." he whispers darkly. -- ~crumble ; verb -to break apart into small fragments especially over a period of time due to deterioration. ~ loving him meant risking everything. he was trouble and she knew it... but it was so hard to stay away. Harry Styles is a criminal. He has criminal friends and lives a criminal lifestyle. Lydia White has been a good girl her whole life. A twist of fate causes the two of them to meet. Lydia falls for Harry but soon discovers who he is. Now, he has enemies out to get him...and her.

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✔️STRONG [L.S] cover

The Last Burden cover

Spotlight |h.s| cover

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secrets of us [H.S] cover

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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.