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Hotel
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Ongoing, First published Mar 08, 2015
WARNING: SMUT AND SUICIDAL ACTIONS IN THIS FANFICTION IF YOU ARE NOT OKAY WITH THIS TYPE OF STUFF PLEASE DON'T READ.



I gasped as I couldn't believe my eyes. "Who would ever do something like this?.." I think to myself as I turn around to see Harry standing in the door way "I'm sorry..." he mutters with tears forming in his eyes. I cant believe this.. "you did this?" I questioned, praying I was wrong and this was some other morbid human being's actions. "...I'm sorry.." he says again this time with tears pouring out of his beautifully pained eyes "I cant stop myself" he whimpers almost silently. "I cant believe you would do something so horrible.." I say scared for my own life. "I cant help it I'm fucking insane!" he yells more tears constantly falling out of his now darkened emerald eyes.
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Sensory And Touch Therapy

13 parts Complete Mature

I had this prompt suggested to me years ago. Unfortunately, the person who suggested it got lost in my DM's and I'm sorry about that. If you recognize your suggestion, please contact me so I can give you credit. ♥️ I don't remember much from the suggestion. Just that one of them is a solo artist and touch deprived and the other one is a professional cuddler. I might have twisted it around but I focused on that. Harry always wanted to be an artist and when he finally gets signed to a label it has strings attached. He has to hide his omega status. He's willing to make that sacrifice. His manager Jeff made sure that he was only surrounded by betas and that he used a beta masking spray. Harry was so busy touring he didn't have time for any personal relationships. Finally, the consequences of his choices caught up with him. After waking up one night in excruciating pain and being brought to the hospital the doctor told him that he suffered from a condition called Severe Touch deprivation. Every fiber in his body hurts from the lightest touch. The only thing that could help him now was something called Sensory and Touch Therapy. That was how the alpha Louis Tomlinson stepped into his life. He was his new therapist. Warnings: Smut