Tied Down // h.s.

Tied Down // h.s.

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Harry Styles
"I'm not going insane. This all needs to stop, fucking hell." I said, not really knowing if it was to convince myself or everyone around me. I heard him shuffling in the background. "I'm not a fucking psychopath-" A sharp sting arose in my neck, accompanied by a burning sensation. The man bent down in front of my chair and his chilling eyes gazed into mine. "Now have a good sleep, you lunatic." rankings: 4/9/20 #181 in psychological #16 in harryfanfiction #65 in psycho-thriller 4/22/20 #115 in psychotic
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We're all mad here, it's Wonderland. ~ Harry latches onto my passionate on-beat arms as he keeps me from moving forward. "Are you fuckin' mad?" He grits through his teeth. "I'm in Wonderland, Pretty Boy," I throw my free arm in the air, motioning to the surrounding world. "Of course, I've gone a little mad." He flips me around as the level of infuriation rises throughout his clenched jaw, trying to remain composed. "Don't try and be something you're not, Presley." I rip away from his hold, furrowing my brows from the curt statement, the honest revelation that should've just stayed within his mind. "We'll never be the heroes, and you know that," he says, colder than the Arctic's towering waves. "We'll never win." We'll never find Purple. Purple, the color of the Star-Crossed Lovers.

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