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Poker Game |H.S|

Poker Game |H.S|

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Harry Styles
Is there a way to erase certain memories? Memories that creep up on you in the darkest hours of the night. Yet now, all you long for is their presence. You can't forget them because that's all you do now. Estella was just a teenager born in the wrong environment. She needed to take her father's post in work. But all she wanted was to always clear her mind and forget all life's mistakes. And it was the only thing she couldn't do. *** "Estella, you need to stop!" shouted a man whose voice I recognized all too well from behind me. "Stop what? The only thing that this world has taught me to do?" I responded with desperation and rage evident in my tone. I could feel him getting closer to me. My back was facing him, and I could feel his breath fanning on my shoulder's skin, indicating how close we had become. "I have been involved with it since birth, I've been adapted to it now," I continue, my voice getting calmer but it seemed like I forced myself to talk. "But I'm not adapted to that side of you," he whispered into my ear in a soft tone for the first time since I met him. *** ⚠️ Content Warning ⚠️ •Violence •Abuse •Addiction •Mental health topics like depression, panic attacks, etc •Sexual Content •Vulgar Language ~A Harry Styles fanfiction~
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Love. War. Lies. Nothing stays buried. Emersyn escaped once. But freedom comes with scars, and the past has a way of bleeding through the cracks. As secrets unravel and loyalties fracture, she's forced to decide who she can trust in a world built on betrayal. And Harry Styles, the only person who felt like safety, might be the one who costs her everything. When it comes down to him or her, survival or sacrifice, she knows one thing: She's not making the wrong choice this time. * "Then help me understand." The room tilts. My breath is ragged, his face too close, that quiet demand pulling the ground out from under me. Neither of us moves. There's an inch between us that feels like a cliff edge, almost like one wrong step will send us both over. "I hate you," I whisper, the words tasting like blood and truth. His jaw tightens, and his eyes drag over my face like he's memorizing every line, every crack I swore I'd never let him see. The silence stretches thin; my pulse is hammering so loud it drowns out the world. "Good," he mutters finally, voice rough. **** Started: 1/14/2025 Ended: TBD **** (Cover credit @antiheroics16)

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