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Fading Whisper (L.T)
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Ongoing, First published Feb 07, 2015
I knew what I saw. Even in my drunken state, I could see a murderer when I saw one. With mattered, copper hair and blue-green eyes as sharp as a sword, I saw Louis Tomlinson perched over the girl who was murdered with a bloody knife. There was no mistaking the terror in my eyes after what I witnessed. Louis and me had started off on a rocky start. As ruthless as he was, he was beautiful. All the evidence pointed to him. And even after witnessing him in the crime scene, why couldn't I bring myself to hand him in?

Even after what I witnessed that night, I knew I should disappear far away from him. But as scary as those eyes were, something about them lured me in. Lured me in so deep, that I couldn't get out. Even after it was too late.
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!! this fanfic is strictly fictional and should not be taken seriously!! I do not view the real people in this book as they are presented !! new cover trailer on page one • Louis Tomlinson Known as the asshole of the school is currently prancing down the hallway with a skateboard in hand and a redbull in the other. A metal black rod is shoved into his left eyebrow while a thinner piece is curled around his bottom lip. His arms that once was shining with bright and pure skin is now littered in black ink that goes on for miles along his body, ending right at his sharp jawline and some small markings scatter around his fingers. He wears a black shirt and black jeans, his black Vans casually making their way down the hall towards his first hour. Harry Styles. Known as the most bubbly and wholesome person in this school stays leaned against a locker. Harry's face is clear of any questionable piercing, except for his ears, and his arms are pure skin that doesn't have a drop of ink stabbed into it. A delicate but beautiful flower crown is placed on the top of his head, sat perfectly on the curly mess he calls hair. His wrist hugged by a thin bracelet that his mother had given him when he was just 10 years old. He wears a plain white tee shirt and black jeans, a light blue sweatshirt that was crocheted into perfection hugged his shoulders. Harry had watched this innocent looking boy turn into a parent's worst nightmare but, his admiration for Louis never died down. On the outside, they were polar opposite. Made in different worlds and situations, but both were emotionally broken down and begging for love and adventure. This is how they found each other. • buckle up y'all..
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✔️STRONG [L.S]

45 parts Complete Mature

"H-Harry please!" I cried, my hands placed protectively in front of my face. His eyes darkened, and he grabbed my wrists, pinning them against the wall. His breath rolled over my face, the faint scent of alcohol rolling up my nose. "Shut up." He growled. His short nails dug into my arm and I winced in pain. He released me, and grabbed a handful of my hair instead. I shrieked in pain as he threw me to the ground. Tears pricked my eyes and I squeezed my eyes shut. "Get up." He said. I opened my eyes, and scrambled to my feet quickly. He grabbed the front of my shirt to pull me closer, leaning down to my level. His eyes burned straight through mine. Chills went down my spine and I bit my bottom lip out of fear. "How many times do I have to tell you? You. Are. Mine." -------------------------- In a complex narrative, where Harry wrestles with the voices of schizophrenia, the story unfolds with uncertainty. The question lingers: Will Harry succumb to the relentless voices, potentially breaking down Louis, or will Louis summon the strength to confront the darkness that threatens him and stand resolute in his own defense? The outcome rests upon the delicate interplay of their intertwined fates, a story of mental struggles and strength yet to fully reveal itself.