Saving Harry Styles.

Saving Harry Styles.

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Harry Styles
"He will die." My fathers words caught my attention as I walked past. "Who will die Dad?" I wince as I call him what he wants to hear. "That fiend there." He hissed as he pointed at the television screen displaying an article on the recent 'Haylor' break-up. It hit me that he was talking about Harry Styles. "What makes you say that?" I ask calmly. "He will. I promise you. And it will be by my hand." ••• What Happens when your own father wants to kill Harry Styles? Harry has been a wreck since that day, 5 years ago. The boys notice it, but Harry refuses to tell them why. What happens when his past finally catches up with him? ••• I'm absolutely horrid at Descriptions. Fingers crossed the story is better.
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"Come on, do it, curse, scream, yell at me, hit me, do whatever you have wanted to do all these years." He just stares at me, not doing anything. "Do something! I made a mistake, and I am paying for it, and as if watching you, letting go of yourself as I'm not able to do anything is not enough! I have to watch our friends suffer the consequences of my mistakes. Our friends are done with our bullshit, Harry. And quite frankly, so am I..." Silence. "Say something for God's sake!" I yell, and I look up just to see him with his head bowed down and his shoulders shaking as he sobs . This is all my fault. This is my mess. ... "I believe you, just like I should have from the start." He says gently, and I just cling on him more as I feel his warmth and hear his heartbeat. "Your heart is beating so fast..." I whisper as if it was a secret. "It's beating for you... Always for you, it never stopped beating for you."

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