"Hey, what happened" Niall almost whispered closing the door awkwardly because he had ice cream and movies in his hands. Bless that boy, what would I do without that boy?
"Yeah, usual thing, but this time he's gone for good." I sigh (When Louis leaves his boyfriend for good he knows he has to find someone else...)
I'm lying on the floor, I've been here for about a couple days, gonna have to move again soon, can't let them find me. (Harry's running from his past life, he knows he can't do it alone...)
A week has gone by and there isn't a day that passed, where I don't think about that poor kid... (when they meet they can't seem to forget each other... When people find out they will do anything to keep them apart, no matter how much the two boys try to stay together the obstacles seem endless.) "What the fuck are you doing with a Fucking hybrid! Your a god damn freak"
I'm sorry but I'm a very slow updater.
Harry is a 19 year old cat hybrid and Louis is a 'normal' 23 year old.
Warnings: Rape, Depression, gay smut, straight smut, fluff, self harm and abuse.
Still in need of editing and sorry in advance for grammatical and spelling errors.
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?