1954 - h.s.
- Reads 1,832
- Votes 76
- Parts 8
“Parker, run!”
I grabbed his hand and began to run. He let go of my hand and ran alongside me. I wasn’t going to run without him. I wasn’t going to lose another person, not again.
I kept running as fast as I could, until he stopped running. I stopped in my tracks to nudge him along.
A loud bang of a gun rang throughout the air. Everything slowed around me.
Blood. I heard it running through my veins. I saw it spilling out of his.
I walked over to him, afraid to face my worst fear.
His eyes were bloodshot. His hands were cold. His skin was pale. His heart was slow. He was dead.
June 21, 1954
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
![IMPULSE [H.S]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/370948400-256-k127623.jpg)
IMPULSE [H.S]
[BOOK 2 OF PULSE, ONGOING] They made it out, but now they're on the run, caught in a dangerous game with no allies and no clear path forward. Fighting to regain their freedom, they face a growing web of secrets, betrayals, and deceptions that threatens the one thing they thought they would always have: each other. -- "Ever wonder what drives you to act on impulse?" I look up and see him standing behind me. Our gazes lock through the mirror, and a chill runs up my spine. His eyes are dark, filled with a dangerous intensity that makes my heart race. "Every decision you make in the heat of the moment," he says, his voice a seductive whisper, "reveals something deeper." -- **WARNING This story contains heavy use of violence, drug abuse, domestic abuse, sexual abuse, suicide, addiction, self harm, torture, and illegal activities. Read at your own discretion. Disclaimer: The characters depicted in this story share names with famous individuals, but they are entirely fictional and do not represent or depict any real-life personalities.
Psycho ➳ H.S.
"He clenched his fists to bring himself back to earth, shutting off the tap. He stood stationary, wondering if anything he had been thinking for the last five minutes made any sense at all. Every thought was about her; he wanted her more than anyone. He came down to one conclusion: he was truly obsessed with her." Cover credit to @NarglesComplete
Virgin Sins | Harry Styles
The demon hated it when the humans died too soon, but he had to punish them. They were dirty, their ways were immoral and they needed to change their faith. If they refused his lesson, he sliced them, if they fought back, he sliced deeper. He was firm and fair, they were whiny and lacked ambition. But, he didn't want to hurt her. He didn't want to break her bones. He only wanted to hold her delicately as if she was a piece of glass, unworthy of being shattered by his rough hands. → Mystery. → Alternate Universe. → Slow Burn. → Cover Made By The Amazing, @EMSGRAPHICS → Completed.Complete
Vindicated
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 :)Complete
Thanks for Being There- a Harry Styles Love Story
We ran through the crowded, messy, but beloved streets of our city, Manhattan. He gripped my hand and pulled me further as we sprinted by stores, stands, and plenty of people. I tried to turn around to see if the cops had gained on us, but my head whipped back around to see a stroller straight ahead of me. I took a sharp left and barely dodged it. I could tell he needed a break, so we sprinted into an alley. In the middle of the deserted alleyway, he stopped and tried to quit panting. All of a sudden, I saw a bright blue uniform, two, on either end of the alley. The cops, dang. Each of them had a gun pointed straight at us. They slowly edged towards the two victims in the middle, which just happened to be me and him, but refused to lower their weapons. Harry looked furious. “Try me,” he teased at the cops. “THAT’S IT!” bellowed the one to my right. “You’d better try to shield yourself.” He got ready to pull the trigger. My heart started to race as fast as the bullet would come. I felt Harry’s hand tighten around mine. Just as I heard the gun fire, Harry threw his other arm around me and we crashed to the floor, and I blacked out.Complete
Dreaming Of You // Harry Styles
How much of yourself do you put into Fan Fiction? Would Harry Styles be able to track you down? --- DreamingOfYou writes Fan Fiction about Harry Styles. He has been reading her for a while. Nobody knows who she is. He's the most wanted male of the moment. She's a complete mystery. He lives his life in the public eye. But by intervention of one nosy friend, things are about to change, although nothing is as simple as it might seem. -.-.- [Disclaimer: This book is not the book you are expecting. This is a literary mystery in 100% Harry's POV. There won't be fangirls, damsels in distress--well, maybe Harry himself--or any kind of romantic/fanfictional clichés, but quite the opposite. There will be plenty of thoughts about what fanfiction is, what is it to be a fan, canonic literature and mature/philosophical contents. Read with an open mind. The opinions and views expressed on this writing are not necessarily my own. If you enjoy what you are reading, please, do vote. I worked a lot to bring something unseen to fanfiction. I promise I won't stalk you down to keep reading and voting.] Cover by More_than_Louis. This story has been originally published in: http://www.harrystylesfanfiction.comComplete
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."Complete
Ever Since New York (H.S.) 💌 *ON HOLD*
|| Harry Styles fanfic (AU) || 18+ || Mafia Romance || *ON HOLD* ────୨ৎ──── After the death of her mother, Dylan is taken in by her wealthy Uncle Alek, who offers her a life of luxury far removed from the warmth of her past. However, the cold atmosphere of the mansion and the disdain of her Aunt Natalia only deepen Dylan's sense of loss and isolation. Grieving and desperate for an escape, Dylan sneaks into a bar one night using a fake ID, where she meets Harry, a charismatic and mysterious stranger who captures her attention. Unbeknownst to Dylan, Harry is the son of a notorious mafia boss, and their meeting is far from a coincidence. As the two grow closer, Dylan remains unaware of the dark secrets that surround her, including a plot to kidnap her for reasons tied to her family's hidden connections. Despite the danger looming in the shadows, she finds herself drawn to Harry, who offers her a sense of freedom and escape from the suffocating world she inhabits. Harry, caught between loyalty to his family and his growing feelings for Dylan, struggles with his role in the plan. As their relationship deepens, Dylan begins to unravel pieces of a dangerous puzzle, forcing her to confront the growing risks around her. With love, betrayal, and hidden identities at play, Dylan must navigate a path where nothing is as it seems, and her survival may depend on discovering the truth before it's too late. ────୨ৎ──── ORIGINAL WORK by sweetcreatures94 | two girls who worked hard on this story so NO copying.
[BOOK 2 OF PULSE, ONGOING] They made it out, but now they're on the run, caught in a dangerous game with no allies and no clear path forward. Fighting to regain their freedom, they face a growing web of secrets, betrayals, and deceptions that threatens the one thing they thought they would always have: each other. -- "Ever wonder what drives you to act on impulse?" I look up and see him standing behind me. Our gazes lock through the mirror, and a chill runs up my spine. His eyes are dark, filled with a dangerous intensity that makes my heart race. "Every decision you make in the heat of the moment," he says, his voice a seductive whisper, "reveals something deeper." -- **WARNING This story contains heavy use of violence, drug abuse, domestic abuse, sexual abuse, suicide, addiction, self harm, torture, and illegal activities. Read at your own discretion. Disclaimer: The characters depicted in this story share names with famous individuals, but they are entirely fictional and do not represent or depict any real-life personalities.
More detailsContent Guidelines