Styles Manor

Styles Manor

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It was home, well I guess it was. The dark, cold, creepy mansion of Harry Styles. Sometimes I felt like a captive but I loved him. I knew he loved me too but only when he needed me. Was it love at all? He never harmed me but he would attack almost anyone else. Sometimes I asked myself, "How did I fall for a psychotic maniac?" But then I remembered he was Harry. He wasn't psychotic to me. I was either his princess or his enemy but either way I wanted to stay. An odd place it was, Styles Manor, filled with shrieking and creaking and the haunting feeling of being watched, but this was home right?
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[COMPLETED] It is well known that the world isn't a nice place. There are too many people and not enough humanity. Emma learns this very quickly when she meets Harry Styles by accident. Especially when he has her entire life in his hands. ______________________________________________________ "Please" I begged. The rough patch of his thumb scraped over my cheek and took the tear. He balanced the droplet on his thumb and looked at it. His eyes moved from the droplet to me and he put his thumb in his mouth. I exhaled sharply and then he said: "Actually, I think I will keep you."

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