Bloodline -H.S {a.u}

Bloodline -H.S {a.u}

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Bloodline // "How am I gonna know if I'm never alone? When I live in the numb and all feeling is gone?" Alexis has had her fair share of pain throughout her whole life. She has no one and believes anyone who gets close, will be taken away. Everyone else was. Alexis speaks her thoughts sometimes with no emotion. She's lonely but believes it's what she deserves. She believes her time will come and doesn't fear it anymore. After all, she has nothing left to live for.. Harry often blocks out the world. He doesn't have many friends and prefers to live his life that way. No one knows what he's dealt with/ still is dealing with. He doesn't need anyone's pitty. He gets along just fine on his own. He doesn't mind being alone, he prefers it that way. What would be the point in telling his friends when they wouldn't understand? Harry and Alexis have a lot more in common than they think. A love so strong keeps them above water. The unexpected happens and Alexis finds her purpose and Harry finds his reason to live.
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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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