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A Time For Dancing. || Larry

A Time For Dancing. || Larry

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warnings: triggering, anorexia, depression, bulimia , self-harm, bullying, swearing. Harry Styles absolutely despises eating. The thinks he is built up with his flaws, the definition of imperfection. He is bullied for being gay, and he regrets coming out. His whole life is terrible, and he has his self-inflicted scars to prove it. He is falling. The world is all behind him, an emotion of broken memories. That boy that stood alone by the school halls, with an empty soul and a torn heart, He had a meaning. His eyes were hidden by a shade of hurt, but I could save him. But just as he is about to crash, gentle blue cerulean eyes save him and steady hands hold onto his scarred wrists and prevent him from falling, by a boy who might share the same secrets as Harry's. He is all Harry can think about as his green eyes blend into his blue, and they pull into an embrace. He is all Harry can think about as two heartbeats feel like one. Harry feels safe. Louis is his last hope.
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Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

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