BLACK MAMBA [h.s]
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  • Reads 58
  • Votes 16
  • Parts 5
  • Time 34m
Ongoing, First published Aug 04, 2021
Mature
"I don't think I could ever fall in love with you honestly" 

It's true, we might know a lot about each other, but from what I know, the only thing from Harry that I find attractive is his appearance.

"Why do you think that?" He blows the smoke out of his system while speaking.

"Because I hate you, and I know you hate me too"

"Who said i hated you?" He gives a drag to the blunt.

"You've said it plenty of times" I start picking my nails, not liking where this conversation is going.

"Well, I don't care" He smokes out " I think there's a really really fine line between love and hatred" he turns his face to me.

"Shut up" I take the blunt from him giving it one last drag before putting it out on the ground.

"Make me" 



//Kara Red is hired at Black Mamba Radio Station after moving to London for personal reasons. There, she meets Harry, who she claims to be her 'worst enemy'. What she doesn't know is that Harry wasn't a total stranger before, and he's not as normal as she thinks he is, nor is she.

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V I C T O R Y - [H.S.]

8 parts Ongoing Mature

"I just had to let you know, I never meant to hurt you so, Arabella." A deep but raspy voice speaks out in the dark night, with a grey smokey aura surrounding his tall, ghostly frame. My heart drops as I hear those words, coming from the one person I least expected. His words were humiliating He made me feel weak. Nauseous. I see the smoke surrounding his face, illuminated by the moonlight as we were in the middle of an alleyway. He takes a drag of the cigarette, exhaling slowly as his red and swollen lips become puckered in a kiss-like motion. His face is sweaty, like raindrops glistening on his skin, the moonlight still hitting his beautiful whilst incredibly haunting appearance. "But Harry, you did." I respond with tears welling up in the brims of my eyes. I was always a very sensitive person. Everything hurt me so deeply, but never as deeply as Harry Styles did. "Maybe I meant too, Arabella. Maybe next time, don't give yourself to people so easily; you are worthless as always. I should've killed you the night you saw me murder that girl. I can't believe you actually thought I cared." His tone changed, as for a split second, I felt like he actually meant those words. The look he gave me, made me feel stupid. His soul would forever be dark, haunting me like a bad dream. He was a bad person, with a bad heart, and a bad soul. But it was my fault, I gave myself to him, and I shouldn't have expected any more from him. After all, he is Harry Styles. Lead singer of Deception, and unbeknownst to others, also leader of the most dangerous group of people alive, the mafia. / / / / THIS SONG IS HEAVILY BASED ON MUSIC SO YOU CAN FOLLOW ALONG! You can find the spotify playlist in the 'INTRO⭐️' chapter! WARNINGS : •Extreme Violence •Dark Harry Styles, Niall Horan, Louis Tomlinson, and Liam Payne •VERY strong language •And a LOT of hurt, especially for you guys💔 ! What could happen when a fan girl ballerina and a rock star boy