Mastermind [H.S.]
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  • Reads 989
  • Votes 51
  • Parts 6
  • Time 1h 15m
Ongoing, First published Jun 23, 2023
Mature
❝Oh, what a mesmerizing, paralyzing,
fucked up little thrill.❞

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In the summer of 1987, Quinn St. James was only concerned about two things: her new job as a camp counselor at Camp Summer Lake and the serial killer on the loose targeting girls that fit her description. Throughout her entire life, she has thrived on her ability to find reason within everything and read right through those near her. When she meets a fellow camp counselor, Harry Styles, she finds herself consumed in trying to figure him out. Her being unsuccessful in doing so may be the reason she got so wrapped up in his silly little games in the first place. People only ever show you the parts of themselves that they wish for others to see. No one and nothing is ever truly what it seems. To be fair, even a murderer is someone's neighbor.

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started: july 2023
completed: tbd
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Harry once asked me what was the most painful thing I've endured in my life, I couldn't answer to him back then but, hearing his desperate plead for me to hold on I got my answer now. ¨Hold on please, darling.¨ And for the first time since knowing him I wanted to listen to him only now I physically couldn't but I forced myself for him, for my ray of sunshine, for my angel. It took everything in me to open my eyes but I mustered all my energy and weakly opened them to see my favorite shade of green staring back at me, and almost as a reflex ever so slowly my lips curled up at the sight of him. However, at the sight of me grief washed all over his face. I'm here but it's as if he was mourning me. I've never felt so helpless in my life, I wanted to assure him that this isn't his fault, I wish I had the strength to. ¨I'm sorry baby, I'll get us out of here.¨ Watery eyes and a determined face promised me and the only thing I could muster was a weak smile. And with that he turned to face our aggressor. ¨My house, my chair, my wife,¨ At the sound of the last word my heart literally skipped a beat and I swear my eyes almost budged off my face when a second ago I could barely keep them open. ¨You better kill me before I fucking get free, you're on borrowed time and I fucking swear I'll have the time of my life making you pay for what you're doing to my wife.¨ ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It's not the most ideal thing to be a mafia leader with two kids, and it surely isn't the most logical thing to fall in love with your enemy. -------------- A dark Harry fic with a little twist. Or maybe two.