Only Angel [Harry's version] AU

Only Angel [Harry's version] AU

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Aug 14, 2026
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Harry Styles
This is a story about addiction. Not the kind you recover from - the kind you learn to camouflage. You don't beat it. You bury it. You dress it in tailored suits and charm, keep it quiet with money and distraction. You learn how to bleed in private. It's about the damage you do when you think you're in control. The lies you tell yourself. The people you lose. The numbness you chase when feeling anything feels like too much. It's not a redemption arc. It's a slow unraveling. Of memory. Of guilt. Of a man who thought he could outrun what made him. This isn't about love. It's about survival - and the things you destroy on the way there.
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please don't comment crap on this story, I made it when I was very young and clueless. I understand it sucks and it's gross. // "You're nobody important, just a little girl to fill my sexual needs" Harry's sickening voice is adamant. Tears prick my eyes, but I've got to stay strong. There is no way he will see me cry. "So that's all I ever was to you? After everything we'd been through?" I take a deep breath and shut my eyes, wanting to erase all of our memories together. "Don't think of it as a one time thing." He says, grabbing his coat off of the couch, as well as throwing on his shoes. "What do you want me to think of it as then!?" I yell, a tear or two slipping down my pale cheeks. All this time we'd spent had to have meant something to him, it had too have. "Think of it like this Arabella, in my mind no strings were attached in our 'relationship', everything was more so.." He trails off opening the door ready to leave. "Well more so like first person who falls in love is the first person to be..." And with that I'm left to a shut door and a broken heart. ___ Copyright © 2014 TheDarkestOnes |All Rights Reserved| Highest Rank: #1 in yes daddy #19 in fanfiction #5 in sir #4 in after warning: self harm/rape content, read at your own risk.

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