Victory [H.S.]

"I just had to let you know, I never meant to hurt you so, Arabella." A deep but raspy voice speaks out in the dark night, with a grey smokey aura surrounding his tall, ghostly frame.

My heart drops as I hear those words, coming from the one person I least expected. His words were humiliating He made me feel weak. Nauseous.

I see the smoke surrounding his face, illuminated by the moonlight as we were in the middle of an alleyway. He takes a drag of the cigarette, exhaling slowly as his red and swollen lips become puckered in a kiss-like motion. His face is sweaty, like raindrops glistening on his skin, the moonlight still hitting his beautiful whilst incredibly haunting appearance.

"But Harry, you did." I respond with tears welling up in the brims of my eyes. I was always a very sensitive person. Everything hurt me so deeply, but never as deeply as Harry Styles did.

"Maybe I meant too, Arabella. Maybe next time, don't give yourself to people so easily; you are worthless as always. I should've killed you the night you saw me murder that girl. I can't believe you actually thought I cared." His tone changed, as for a split second, I felt like he actually meant those words. The look he gave me, made me feel stupid. His soul would forever be dark, haunting me like a bad dream. He was a bad person, with a bad heart, and a bad soul. But it was my fault, I gave myself to him, and I shouldn't have expected any more from him.

After all, he is Harry Styles. Lead singer of Deception, and unbeknownst to others, also leader of the most dangerous group of people alive, the mafia.

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Hello guys! My name is Ri, and this is my story; Victory. You can find the description of warnings down there 👇, listing every one needed!

WARNINGS :

•Extreme Violence
•Dark Harry Styles, Niall Horan, Louis Tomlinson, and Liam Payne
•VERY strong language
•And a LOT of hurt, especially for you guys💔 !

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