Meet Me in the Hallway (HS AU)

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Time 8h 51m

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Parts 82
Time 8h 51m

"You'll never get this done, you know?" The satisfaction was evident in his voice.
    
    "You could leave me alone so I can actually get this finished. Or pick up a brush." I gestured to the abundance of supplies I had purchased.
    
    "Mmm, no thanks. Don't really have my painting clothes on."
    
    My smirk reappeared and I turned fully to face him. "That's a real shame," I cocked my head to the side and fake pouted before pointing in his direction, "the door frame is wet."
    
    His body shot off the door frame he had been leaning against and he looked over his shoulder to see the line of white paint trailing down his presumably expensive coat.
    
    "Have a great rest of your day, Mr Styles." I flicked my hands in a 'go away' gesture before sliding the door closed behind him.
    
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    TW: This story contains mentions/descriptions of physical/emotional/sexual abuse, coarse language and mature content.
    
    HIGHEST RANKINGS:
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    No.1 #HarryStylesFanfic
    No.6 #Friendships
    No.1 #HarryEdwardStyles
    No.1 #Soft
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    No.1 #1D
    No.1 #alternateuniverse
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"You'll never get this done, you know?" The satisfaction was evident in his voice.
    
    "You could leave me alone so I can actually get this finished. Or pick up a brush." I gestured to the abundance of supplies I had purchased.
    
    "Mmm, no thanks. Don't really have my painting clothes on."
    
    My smirk reappeared and I turned fully to face him. "That's a real shame," I cocked my head to the side and fake pouted before pointing in his direction, "the door frame is wet."
    
    His body shot off the door frame he had been leaning against and he looked over his shoulder to see the line of white paint trailing down his presumably expensive coat.
    
    "Have a great rest of your day, Mr Styles." I flicked my hands in a 'go away' gesture before sliding the door closed behind him.
    
    ****
    TW: This story contains mentions/descriptions of physical/emotional/sexual abuse, coarse language and mature content.
    
    HIGHEST RANKINGS:
    No.3 #HarryStyles
    No.1 #HarryStylesFanfic
    No.6 #Friendships
    No.1 #HarryEdwardStyles
    No.1 #Soft
    No.1 #hs
    No.1 #1D
    No.1 #alternateuniverse
    No.1 #slowburn

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