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monster {h.s.}

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Parts 5
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(( I stared with intensity at his lifeless body. A body that was once what kept me warm and held me when I felt pain.

Harry looked so innocent and perfect, yet I knew he was so broken on the inside and I couldn't have fixed him if I tried.

"Lily his finger just twitched. Did you see that?!" Chelsea hit my arm excitedly and pointed at his finger, which at the moment was still.

Then I saw it, his finger had twitched. I leaned in to get a better look when suddenly Harry's once dead hands flew to his hair, ripping and pulling at it, followed by a blood curdling shriek.

His bloodshot eyes were now open in horror and I realized they were looking at me and he was half screaming, half crying one word:

"WHY?"

I turned to the group of friends surrounding me.

"Guys... we've created a monster." ))

disclaimer: all aspects of the university and all of the medicine/drugs are made upAll Rights Reserved

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The Situation by everyone_loves_Harry

A few snippets so far: I felt naked in front of him. He's stripped me bare, pulled back my flesh, cracked open my rib cage to literally have my heart in his hands. He has the power to finish me off with one forceful squeeze or help hold all the pieces together while I work on mending and healing it. **** I take this time to breathe in the stale peacefulness of the room and wait for my body to properly wake up to get started with another day. My thoughts are soon abruptly stopped when I hear heavy breathing next to me, then I can feel the rise and fall of someone's chest and the heaviness of something wrapped around my torso. The imaginary glue in my eyes disappears as they open in a flash. To my utter disbelief and confusion, I find Harry sleeping...in my bed...with me. What, when how...what in the world is happening?! My internal panic worsens when I realize if he's here he saw the broken glass and blood in the room. FUCKING HELL! "Don't freak out, don't freak out," I talk out loud to myself but it's not fucking working. **** Last fucking chance to tell me I'm wrong and you're not hoeing around then sleep in my bed!" I say as harshly as I can. She doesn't say anything, doesn't even bat an eye at what I said. I pick up her phone on my nightstand and throw it at the closed door and watch her body tense up in anger. Her fists are white from how tightly she is clamping her fingers in her palm and her jaw is clenched. "You said it yourself, we're just friends. Friends don't act jealous like this," she quietly speaks. "I am not jealous; I couldn't give a fuck less. Have nothing to be jealous of." She takes a step back like I hit her, I can see her shattering right in front of me. "You know your way out. Get the fuck out of my apartment now," she walks over to grab her phone that bounced off the wall and walks out, she stops before she closes the door all the way.

Oscillation | [H.S] by KINGAUGUSTD

[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."

pregnant with harry styles book 1 by sandrakubick22

Your Not Welcomed Summary ~ 3 years before I layed on the cold marble floor. Lifeless. Well... I want to be. My right hand was holding my bare stomach and my lefted was holding the...Pregnancy stick. I sit up after laying in the floor for which seemed like hours. Probably was.I was too weak to fully stand up , so I stretched my body to reach for the pregnancy box on the counter. Got it. I needed to be definite that I was really pregnant. Well after using the whole box in 1 day? I would say so , but I just needed to know for sure 1 more time.I took the box and 1 hand and the test In the other. "Yup there it goes. That little plu-" "baby! I'm home!" Fuck . What is harry doing home so early? I scatter trying to hide the box. I throw it in the cabinet under the sink. Harry never does down there. I put the test in the back pocket Of my jeans. And pull my shirt down. I exit the bathroom to see Harry in the living room smiling ear to ear at me. "Hey baby. What are you doing home so early?" I gave him a peck on the lips. "I have good news!" "Me too!" It got silent after I spoke. "you first hazza." He took a deep breath and let it out. "Me and the boys got signed to a contract and we're moving to L.A!" He picked me up and hugged me tight."That's great baby! I'm so happy for you." I start walking towards our bedroom to hear Harry call out at me. "What did you want to tell me Taylor?" SHIT! Kill me now! I turn around slowly trying to advoid eye contact with harry. A voice in my mind kept telling me to lie and don't tell him but my heart was telling me to just say it. Say the truth..........................................................................

The Rich Kid ➝ h.s ( Sequel to TBK) by OnceUponABookcase

( DO NOT OPEN THIS BOOK UNLESS YOU HAVE READ THE FIRST ONE WHICH IS CALLED 'THE BLIND KID') (COVER BY @inkedtattoos :-)) " Can you take a picture with me, Harry? " I ask. I touch his arm, but he jerks away. I hadn't seen him in person in forever. I back up. His lips curl into a smirk, Ray Bans in his hand and a bottle of scotch in the other. " I'm sorta busy, " He spits, starting to walk away. I grab onto his arm again and he angrily turns around, throwing his arms in the air. " I have to go! Leave me the hell alone. You can get a picture later, " He shouts. The anger in his tone was apparent and his teeth were clenched together. I almost whimper, when he freezes. He was acting ridiculous. The sad thing was that this has been happening a lot. Everything was fine and then he started having sudden mood swings and then comes along him being rude to fans. ' Harry styles rude to fans ' made the cover of every newspaper and magazine in the world. He was screwed. He later earned respect back from people, when the whole thing blew over. I could tell he was relieved to say the least, but his ego has gotten bigger and bigger, just as his popularity grew; One directions popularity. " You sound familiar, " He whispers, gripping the bottle of scotch. I was scared it might break. " Do I know you? " He ask. I nod my head to myself, but don't say anything. He didn't need to know. I didn't want him to know. I hated that he was acting like this. The Harry I knew would never do this. I could feel a tear fall down my cheek and I turn to walk away. The air smells odd and the blinking lights twinkle in the distant. I keep walking even when I hear his voice calling for me. " Wait! Come back! " He yells. I keep walking.

Unfathomable Secrets {Punk One Direction} by horeysteyles

His attentive gaze lingered on my trembling presence for more than I would have thought possible. Our eyes were locked without a slight awareness of our surroundings. We were under each others spell, the tingling sensation followed by his body moving towards mine only enticed the fluttering butterflies in my stomach. His hand made contact with my cheek and all thoughts and self control was lost on my part. My body in his full and lustful possession. He was to do and care for me how which way he wanted. And I was too fall at his dismay If need be. I was his slave, the woman he'd call upon for his disheveled desire and I'd comply without as much as a breath of reply. Another surge of electricity elated my vulnerably limp body. If not for his grasp I'd have my knees buckle from beneath me. "You are mine." His commanding tone demanded with such stern possession. His grip tightening around my hips to lowering hands above my butt. Trembling breaths were exchanged, as well as eager touches. I found myself in complete euphoria in this mans arms. And I was too soon discover said man was of no angelic figure as I'd been deemed to convince myself. Carter was shy and undetermined to be noticed by the cliche popular girls and -the almost figured religious to girls- bad boys. She could never have imagined the thought of finding herself moving to a new university where these things are just what she finds impossible to avoid. But she's kept her own secrets hidden. A fatal past with locked up and secured emotional distress she's bottled up ever since she could remember. So if she meets someone who has darker secrets and a dangerous past, what will she do? Run and hide? Or stay and play? ||WARNING: SEXUAL AND MATURE CONTENT NOT SUITABLE FOR AGES BELOW 15 PLEASE||

Vindicated by chlox1d

I looked up at him, unsure of what just happened. I saw the blood glistening off of his gold H ring as he pushed my hair out of my face, scanning my eyes, making sure I was okay. "You should go back inside and find your friends. Go home and lock your doors." He said as he turned to walk away. "Wait!" I said weakly. He reached the end of the ally and turned around. "I don't even know your name." He paused, his eyes locking on mine before simply saying, "I'm Harry." then turning back around and disappearing into the night. WARNING: This book contains mature and adult themes, like violence, drug use, sexual assault, and other possibly triggering topics. Read at your own risk. - My twitter is @chlox1d, make sure you follow to stay updated! Happy reading :)

Intent [Wattys 2017] by ccalianese

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Broken Souls ~𝐓𝐨𝐦 𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 ~ by fantasyl0vr

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RED ROOM [H.S] by sweetfixs

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crumble | h.s by ulookuglytodaysis

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The Situation

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