Sticks and Stones (A Harry Styles fanfiction)
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  • Reads 241
  • Votes 20
  • Parts 9
  • Time 47m
Ongoing, First published May 18, 2014
Bitch. Slut. Whore. Piece of shit. Attention-seeker. Fatass. 

Words. Every single one of those are words. Words that I hear on a daily basis. Words that cut their way into my mind and tear away at me all day. 

My name is Melanie Anderson. I'm that quiet girl, who wears long sleeve shirts everyday, but no one seems to question it. I'm that girl that no one talks to. I'm that girl that everyone hates. 

No one is there for me. Everyone bullies me, and says I'm worthless. And I'm starting to think that maybe I am. 

WARNING: This story contains self harm and strong language. Do not read if it makes you uncomfortable.
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"Knowing you," Harry choked on a sob. "Knowing you was a mistake." "No! Don't say that! You love me! You told me last night!" Alexa yelled. "Well," Harry said, looking Alexa straight in the eyes. "I lied." She gritted her teeth and threw her head up. "No! You love me, Harry Styles! I don't care how much you deny it! I cause an aching pain in your heart as you do mine! You do love me!" Alexa screamed. "No, I don't." With that, the boy Alexa once knew and fell head over heels in-love with fled the room, slamming the door in the process. "No," She sobbed. "It hurts. Rejection hurts. Heartbreak hurts. Love hurts." THIS IS 10000% A CARROT-Y FANFIC. please read at your own risk i wrote this when liam was a afraid of spoons, louis loved carrots and zayn said 'vas happenin?'. i sincerely apologize.