Inevitable (Harry Styles AU)(ON HOLD)

Inevitable (Harry Styles AU)(ON HOLD)

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Prologue He slaps me, pushes me into my bedroom wall, and then he kicks me in my knee. As I fall to the ground I ask myself 'how' ? What I didn't realize is that I said it out loud. "How what?" Harry asks me "How?..." "Well spit it out!" He yells impatiently. "How... How do I still love you?" He just stairs at me blankly, so I continue. "After all that you've done to me..." My voice breaks with sobs. "How on earth could I possibly still love you?!" He stairs at me, and then he slowly bends down, so that we are now at eye level. He looks me directly in my eyes. "Because... I'm inevitable babe." And with those four words, he stands up and walks out of my bedroom door. More tears roll down my face as is sit on my floor and wait for the scarred man I love to come back to me. This is a Harry Styles book. In this book he will be very verbally and physically abusive. Don't like don't read. This is my first book and to be honest it may not be that good. So read at your own risk. Thnx! ~~~~ So I began writing this when I was like 15 I think and I've recently read over everything and OMFG there are so many errors with that being said this story is under MAJOR editing and I apologize for the bad grammar and spelling errors. Much love, Chyanne
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A few snippets so far: I felt naked in front of him. He's stripped me bare, pulled back my flesh, cracked open my rib cage to literally have my heart in his hands. He has the power to finish me off with one forceful squeeze or help hold all the pieces together while I work on mending and healing it. **** I take this time to breathe in the stale peacefulness of the room and wait for my body to properly wake up to get started with another day. My thoughts are soon abruptly stopped when I hear heavy breathing next to me, then I can feel the rise and fall of someone's chest and the heaviness of something wrapped around my torso. The imaginary glue in my eyes disappears as they open in a flash. To my utter disbelief and confusion, I find Harry sleeping...in my bed...with me. What, when how...what in the world is happening?! My internal panic worsens when I realize if he's here he saw the broken glass and blood in the room. FUCKING HELL! "Don't freak out, don't freak out," I talk out loud to myself but it's not fucking working. **** Last fucking chance to tell me I'm wrong and you're not hoeing around then sleep in my bed!" I say as harshly as I can. She doesn't say anything, doesn't even bat an eye at what I said. I pick up her phone on my nightstand and throw it at the closed door and watch her body tense up in anger. Her fists are white from how tightly she is clamping her fingers in her palm and her jaw is clenched. "You said it yourself, we're just friends. Friends don't act jealous like this," she quietly speaks. "I am not jealous; I couldn't give a fuck less. Have nothing to be jealous of." She takes a step back like I hit her, I can see her shattering right in front of me. "You know your way out. Get the fuck out of my apartment now," she walks over to grab her phone that bounced off the wall and walks out, she stops before she closes the door all the way.

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