Back For You (Larry Stylinson AU)
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  • Time 6h 55m
  • Reads 1,240,549
  • Votes 33,274
  • Parts 48
  • Time 6h 55m
Complete, First published Dec 04, 2012
Mature
Have you ever regretted something you’ve done so much that it physically hurts? 
I have. 
It’s like a constant ache in my chest. 
Have you ever had someone in your life that it so special to you that you think your chest might just burst open when you see them? 
I have… 
And I messed it up. 
I, Harry Styles, had to go and wreck it.


Harry Styles had everything. He had a loving family, a good job and an amazing boyfriend, Louis. But he met someone who was slightly too edgy and dangerous to cope with, someone who gave him the easy route to 'fit in'. 
He got caught in a trap he didn’t like, but didn’t stop in time to escape.
He let his one and only fall out of the love that filled every space of Harry's being.
After three years in prison, can Harry fix all the torn edges he left when he went away? Or is it too late…


DISCLAIMER: I don't own anyone in this story, it is purely fiction.
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“Please, step out of the door way.” I pleaded, analysing every possible route of escape. I decided on the side opposite the broken bottle, and charged toward him, ducking under his arm, until a big arm grabbed the back of my uniform, choking me slightly as he pulled me in front of him as he turned around. “Don’t move, or it’ll hurt more” He smirked, the cold of the bottle touching my neck as he ripped open the buttons on my uniform to reveal my grey bra. “I love collar bones.” He winked, grabbing the bottle with his left hand, still holding onto my collar and tracing my collar bones with the broken glass, occasionally digging in enough to reveal blood. I tried to keep a straight face and look strong when all I really want to do is cry. You're on your usual shift, on your usual floor, cleaning your usual rooms when an angry hotel guest comes in and gets pretty angry and attacks you, you try to escape and knock on every door in the hallway in desperate attempt to escape, does anyone open the door? Who? and what doors does that open for you? "Forgive me" By aussieesummer hope you enjoy :) xx