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This is a dream

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"Louis, I still see her.I still see Lucy." "Harry she's been gone for almost three years now.""I know she has. But I just keep seeing her, she looks scared.""It's probably your fever Harry, I'm sure wherever she is she's fine. Go back to sleep."Harry Styles has been strucken with a bad case of the flu, high temperature and chills as he is confined to bed. Then he see's Lucy. As in his little sister Lucy who died in a car almost three years ago. Everyone tells him it's his fever but she seems too real. He isn't going crazy right? This has to be some silly dream, or a bone chilling Nightmare.'Cause your face it still haunts My Once Pleasant dreams.All Rights Reserved

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Demons // l.t. ✔️ by _victoriasart

Louis Tomlinson thinks that he's the only half-demon on Earth. Born in Hell, he never got to experience what it was like to be a normal human. He is lonely, emotionless, and is bitter from a dark past. An unexpected turn of events changes all of that. --- The girl laughs, her voice empty of humor. "No, Louis, you're not. You're not human. Don't even try to lie. Well, maybe that is--" she points to my black ring, imprinted into my skin forever, and my eyes narrow. "--but the rest of you isn't." "Oh yeah? Then what am I, a vampire?" I snort, trying to cover up my amazement. There's no way she's a demon. I thought I was the only living demon in the universe. I change my voice to impersonate two different people. "How long have you been seventeen? A while." I laugh humourlessly, my voice dripping with sarcasm. "No," she leans closer, her nose almost touching mine. "You're a demon." "How..." I'm actually surprised, for the first time in my seventeen years of what I call life. "How do you know?" The girl sticks out her own pinky, a band of black encircling it. "I'm one as well." HIGHEST RANKING: #20 in Horror-Thriller #35 in Fanfiction #20 in Louis Tomlinson Fanfiction

Drama Class » l.t. au by funkystyles

[✓] ∥ "Cloe." "Cloe?" "Yes, Cloe." "...As in Lorena Cloe?" "How many Cloes do we know?" The taller of the two college boys looked across the bar, at the brunette who was sitting at a table in the corner. She was drinking Coke and talking to her friend, which he recently realized is a routine of hers. He knew her well; from the hallways, as well as class. He knew she spent days with her head in a book, or talking to the same group of people. There was nothing really special about her, nor did she catch anyone's eye for longer than five seconds. It confused him how she seemed to like it that way. He also knew that she was not just hard to get, but nearly impossible to. For someone as confident as him, he doubted himself quite a bit when it came to her. Nevertheless, he turned to his friend, a relaxed and casual look on his face, making him seem almost bored. "Deal." - Watty Awards 2013 Winner - Copyright © 2013 by funkystyles

Walk on Water or Drown by ihadthisdream0nce

(You got here just in time to let me know I was worth saving) Everything is different, yet so eerily comfortable and the same. There's silence for a moment, and everything is still like the world is holding it's breath and waiting for the right moment to exhale. And then Louis is choking and gasping and his eyes are so wide and innocent and blue like deep pools of azure sea water in the Caribbean and Harry is chanting his name, whispering it softly into the air like a prayer. He rolls Louis on to his side and helps him clear the water from his lungs and he doesn't stop saying his name: Louis, Louis, Louis. He's pulling the older lad's body to his own, sitting him up and wrapping his arms around his shivering frame and rubbing reassuring circles on his back with his thumb and he still doesn't stop because all he can think about is: Louis, Louis, Louis.

Stumbling through the dark by Harmonyangeldreamer

Niall finds himself experiencing a collection of small niggling health problems. They irritate him but don't worry him. After all, they are just random problems, nothing serious, so he ignores them until he is forced to look at the wider issue. ***It contains mentions of suicide, self-harming and depression so please be aware if these might be s trigger for you***. This is a Niall Horan sickfic. He's my favourite One Direction member though I love them all.

Lost by arcticxash

When I wake up I feel cold and my whole body is in searing agony. On one side of my head my curls are wet and matted down, and I can only assume the wet substance is blood. I realize that my hands are tied behind my back, I'm gagged..and in nothing but my underwear. I open my eyes to find myself in a large basement with only one light. I have no idea where I am or who took me here..I'm lost..and I pray to god that someone, somehow...will find me. Larry Stylinson Fanfic: A/U An eighteen year old Harry Styles gets taken one cold winter night by a man in a black van. When he wakes up, he finds himself alone, tied up in a cold, dark basement. Will anyone ever find him? If so who? And more importantly, what will happen in the aftermath?

Fifty Shades Of Fucked Up - Larry Stylinson (Book #1) by hemmonstar

Pls do not read this, you will cringe. Harry has schizophrenia, there was nothing he could do and no one he could go to, he was on the urge of ending the time in his life. What about when he sees the boy that just sits on the hills everyday, the boy that just sits there for ten minutes? Harry is on a role to find out why hes there, but on the way this 'boy' wants to help Harry, but is it too late? Because Harry is Fifty Shades Of Fucked Up.

Photograph - stylinson - by TheFangirlLife

Two years ago Louis was diagnosed with a rare sickness. Two years ago One Direction broke up due to an un-known cause. One year and eight months ago Louis lost his hair and went into hiding. One year and a half ago he lost his memory completely. Five minutes ago he ran into Harry who has more questions than ever. -au-

Demons ~H.S~ (Original) by hstylesbum_

"People say that history tends to repeat itself." Blu wasn't a normal girl, she hasn't been since she was little. Blu sees things no one else can, and throughout the years it has gotten worse. She can't look anywhere, go anywhere without seeing the woman, without the place changing and becoming a forest, an old rundown hospital, she thinks she's crazy, and has no clue what is wrong with her. But everything gets even worse when the new kid in school Harry Styles befriends Blu. Harry has a lot of......... Demons, if you shall call it. Harry's not as normal as he thinks, what has been happening to Blu her whole life is because of him. And only he can stop it, and save her from herself, and her demons. But he is not going to let any of that get in his way of doing so.... Because he fell in love. But what if he can't save her in time, and he loses her forever? © cc attrib. noncommercial

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬. by lgbtangel

[larry au] "I feel like I'm going to be sick." And that's when everything in his stomach is now on the damp ground, blood red sick dripping through his fingers. Not only is his vomit a dark red but in the mix of the thick liquid he finds magenta petals, his eyes widening at the discovery. "Louis, you should go home," Harry frowns which startles Louis because he almost forgot he was there. Louis stands up, kicking dirt over whatever he just emptied from his gut. He doesn't recall eating a fucking flower. or, an au in which Louis falls in love, throws up flowers caused by unrequited love and Harry is totally oblivious. ; copyright © 2018

My Moment / / H.S.✔ by imaginethebest

I knew she was in trouble. I knew her life was nothing, but a train-wreck; A distaster waiting to explode. I knew she was in agony and I knew her soul consisted of haunting memories and malicious dreams of a man who once brought her immense torture. I knew she was hurting and that falling for her was the last thing I needed on my plate. But with each everlasting glance and with each passionate kiss, my heart never beat the same. Her essence was craved by my longing soul and nothing, even a psycho ex-boyfriend, could cease me from drowning in her eternal love. Every inch of my body flooded with lust for her touch. Every thought swarming around my head ached for her never ending affection. Every move and every word spoken involved the cherishing infatuation of her presence. I knew I would go through hell and back to make her mine and only mine. I wanted her. I needed her. I suspired nothing more than her latency and her body against mine. This was My Moment.

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Demons // l.t. ✔️

Louis Tomlinson thinks that he's the only half-demon on Earth. Born in Hell, he never got to experience what it was like to be a normal human. He is lonely, emotionless, and is bitter from a dark past. An unexpected turn of events changes all of that. --- The girl laughs, her voice empty of humor. "No, Louis, you're not. You're not human. Don't even try to lie. Well, maybe that is--" she points to my black ring, imprinted into my skin forever, and my eyes narrow. "--but the rest of you isn't." "Oh yeah? Then what am I, a vampire?" I snort, trying to cover up my amazement. There's no way she's a demon. I thought I was the only living demon in the universe. I change my voice to impersonate two different people. "How long have you been seventeen? A while." I laugh humourlessly, my voice dripping with sarcasm. "No," she leans closer, her nose almost touching mine. "You're a demon." "How..." I'm actually surprised, for the first time in my seventeen years of what I call life. "How do you know?" The girl sticks out her own pinky, a band of black encircling it. "I'm one as well." HIGHEST RANKING: #20 in Horror-Thriller #35 in Fanfiction #20 in Louis Tomlinson Fanfiction