Love You From A Distance [h.s]

Love You From A Distance [h.s]

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Feb 7, 2022
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Fanfic
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Harry Styles
Stella Edison is a normal 21 year old who works as an executive at Gucci. She meets a British popstar Harry Styles who signs a collaboration with the brand. He is so much more than a regular celebrity she adored, enough to scare her away as they are polar opposites of eachother. She helps him to unfold the demons of his past and overcome them. They find out their common enemy in their journey, while walking past every obstacle that stood in front of them. ..................... "Stop pretending like you're the good guy here! You get that Harry?" I yell at him. He walks towards me and pushes me into a wall so my back aligns with the wall. He leans forward and says in the most calm way, "Don't you dare raise your fucking voice at me honey." I gather my courage and reply, "You don't have control over me." "You're not listening to me tha-" I cut him in between, "And why should I? Who are you?" He looks at me in the eye and says, "Fine! Guess what? I don't give a shit about you and your stuff." And to that, I say, "Neither do I." He moves away from me towards the door but I speak up again, "Will you try this outfit once so that my job is done and we don't have to tolerate eachother?" He finally picks up the outfit from the couch and starts walking towards me again. "You're such a troub-" he couldn't complete before I heard a loud noise. He doubles over on the ground, hands on his knees and instantly I realise. A bullet hit his back. ................. "It's okay to always be this wet because....." He begins but stops speaking for a second and thrusts his hips forward, making me feel that he's got an erection while saying, "...I'm always this hard when I'm around you." "Can I dive into this ocean babygirl?" He murmurs as he applies pressure along my clit with his fingers which has me melting and moaning louder. .................. Story contains:- Violence, Mature Language, Drugs, Abuse, Mental Health Triggers, Sexual Content. All rights reserved to @ifancyyouharry
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† 𝔩𝔦π”ͺ𝔒𝔯𝔒𝔫𝔠𝔒 /Λˆπ”©Ιͺπ”ͺə𝔯ə𝔫𝔰/ π”žπ”‘π”§π”’π” π”±π”¦π”³π”’: π”ž 𝔣𝔒𝔳𝔒𝔯𝔒𝔑 π”°π”±π”žπ”±π”’ 𝔬𝔣 π”ͺ𝔦𝔫𝔑 π”Ÿπ”¬π”―π”« 𝔬𝔣 𝔯𝔬π”ͺπ”žπ”«π”±π”¦π”  π”£π”¦π”΅π”žπ”±π”¦π”¬π”«; π”ͺπ”žπ”―π”¨π”’π”‘ π”Ÿπ”Ά π”¬π”Ÿπ”°π”’π”°π”°π”¦π”³π”’ 𝔱π”₯𝔬𝔲𝔀π”₯𝔱𝔰, 𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔀𝔦𝔫𝔀 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔒π”ͺπ”¬π”±π”¦π”¬π”«π”žπ”© 𝔯𝔒𝔠𝔦𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔠𝔦𝔱𝔢, π”žπ”«π”‘ π”žπ”« π”žπ” π”₯𝔦𝔫𝔀 𝔑𝔒𝔭𝔒𝔫𝔑𝔒𝔫𝔠𝔢; ∴ 𝔑𝔒𝔳𝔬𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔑𝔯𝔒𝔰𝔰𝔒𝔑 𝔦𝔫 𝔑𝔒𝔩𝔲𝔰𝔦𝔬𝔫 † "Then tell me," I rasp. "Tell me and I'll deal with it. I'll handle it. Just-don't shut me out." "I can't," she says again, voice breaking. "I can't tell you. I can't be with you. And I can't stand here and watch you break and know that I'm the reason." She swallows hard, her throat moving. "Please don't make me explain it. Please just... stop." I take a step toward her anyway, rain dripping from my eyelashes, my chest hollow. "I don't care if it kills me," I say, and it's not bravado; it's a man with nothing left to barter. "If that's the price, fine. At least then I get to be with you before it ends." She makes a small sound, half sob, half laugh, and it's the most human thing I've ever heard from her. "Don't say that," she whispers, almost fierce. "Don't ever say that." She holds my eyes for one last beat, lips parted like she might say something else - something that could undo all of this, something that could make the rain stop mattering. But she doesn't. Instead, she exhales, low and unsteady, and shakes her head. "I'm sorry," she says again, softer now, like a confession. Then she turns. And that's it.

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