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Scream [Larry Stylinson]
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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.
Broken Angel
Harry knew he was a bad sub, because his dom had to punish him all of the time. When they were together, Harry was always being too loud, too clumsy, too needy, and too annoying. Harry was constantly being punished for failing over and over again as a sub ... Louis tried to not let his thoughts go back to Harry. Anytime he thought about his lack of a sub, for some reason, the curly haired teen came to mind. Louis knew he wasn't a sub, but there was something about him that made Louis feel warm inside. Of course the boy was attractive, but still a dom shouldn't feel this way about a switch. And Harry had a boyfriend who he was perfectly happy with. Well, he hadn't seemed super happy to see him, but maybe they had had a row. ... Or the one where Harry is a sub, and is in a very abusive relationship, but thinks he deserves it. No one knows that he's a sub. Louis is a dom and starts to suspect something is wrong. Can he rescue Harry and help him to see how wonderful he is? Or is Harry broken beyond repair?Complete
I Don't Know The Words To Say (L.S.)
"We don't talk to strangers, love. It's dangerous." "But Harry was nice," she said, her voice quiet, timid, as she looked down at her hands which reached out to grab a hold of Louis' jumper. "He helped me get the ice cream." "I don't care how nice he was, I don't care what he did. You do not talk to strangers, and you certainly do not run away from me at the shops." "I'm sorry. I just wanted the ice cream." *** Louis wasn't sure how he'd never met Harry before. They had more mutual friends than Louis could name, he worked with Harry's sister, they'd even gone to the same uni. But they'd never met. Louis definitely would have remembered him. An unfortunate first encounter at the supermarket sets them off on the wrong foot. And suddenly Harry is everywhere. Between weddings and babies, meddling friends and a seven year old, Harry and Louis suddenly have a lot of time to spend together.
Holding On To Heartache
Louis is tiered of life. His demons from the past won't let him rest and he's a loner. Nothing worth living for. But then he meets Harry, a bundle of sunshine and slowly the darkness in his life fades away. ---------------------------- The trauma I'm describing in this story is not made up. I researched it to keep the story as real as possible.Complete
Stockholm Syndrome //l.s
"I'm going to open your blindfold, do not try to be smart if you value your life." Louis stood in front of his victim, who knelt with his hands tied behind him and his eyes covered with a black blindfold. Louis reached behind his head and let loose the knot. The boy blinked curiously at the sudden harsh light when the darkness faded away. His eyes slowly found the only man in his sight. "Ooh," he hooted, running his eyes up and down, impressed by the sight in front of him, "you're not half as bad looking." What was wrong with this guy? OR the one where Louis is an amateur criminal in desperate need of money and he happens to kidnap Harry, who is an abnormal optimist. Harry doesn't give a shit. He is having the time of his life and Louis is panicking thinking there is something seriously wrong with this guy.Complete
Demon Begging
Harry has existed for all things dark and forbidden. He survives because others don't. It's his way. Louis belongs to a world unknown to those who don't originate from it. No heart is more vulnerable than his. They find each other and there's no stopping the inevitable. But there's something beyond the reality of their lives, threatening the purity of their relationship. Maybe love doesn't conquer all.Complete
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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.
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