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No. No, this is wrong. This is his fault. My whole bloody life is his fault! I was supposed to kill him. I was supposed to have the revenge I've so long desired. My stake is supposed to go through his heart with ease and he's supposed to drop dead on the alley floor. I've done it before. I've been doing it since I was seven. He should be an easy kill. Like the hundreds of others before him. So, why can't I kill him? Oh, that's right. I can't move. At all. My stake is frozen in my clenched hands above my head and he stares back at me with those blood red eyes that capture all  and any attention I have. My grip loosens and he cocks a brow in question, however not muttering a word. My stake falls to the damp floor. Well, fuck.All Rights Reserved

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The Dead Ones -Zombie Apocalypse- 1D ft Celine Dion by MrsStypayhorlikson09

I turned around as Zayn yelled at my to go where he was, there was to many of them I had to fight back. Even if it meant dieing for Celine, Luke and the rest of the guys. I pulled out my Samurai sword and started to swing it around the heads of the zombies. I kept having to turn and run from them, I felt like I didn't have enough time to save everybody, they all came at me as a fast mother fudger pace too. I was up against a random car, trying to catch my breath some. I put the sword down, thinking now was my time to go, and it was. I lived a nice life, everyone else is going and maybe should I. Louis runs up and saves my ass by killing as much as he can. He did kill most, that is until he ran out of bulets. He screams in anger and told the guys to stop sitting on the damn ground and help out some. I felt one touch me, felt like long, sharp nails digging into my soft, moist skin, also known as flesh. It was these creatchers food. They didn't have to eat, sleep, go to the bathroom, or anything by fact. They never go tired. I screamed out in terror as it's mouth was coming closer and closer to my skin. I hope I better be a good meal to them. I shut my eyes, waiting for death to take me away and send me to the one place I know I wanted to be for sure now; heaven.

Survive [Larry Stylinson] by zeldadirection

"Louis. You're my guardian angel. You saved my life." I say shakily. My voice is unstable and I can't even recognize it anymore. I squeeze his soft warm hand. His eyes scan every inch of my face before gently pushing my curls back. He shakes his head blankly. Unable to pull his stare away from my lips. "No Harry." He says. "You saved mine." ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° After the sudden death of Harrys sister, Gemma, he finds himself on the top of a building in New York. Him, his mom and his horrible stepdad had lived there for the past year. The torture of his depression and recent loss caused Harry to run away from home. His plan was to commit suicide, but as he was standing on the edge of the rooftop a blue eyed guy rescued him. Louis Tomlinson. Harry then refused to return home so Louis offered him shelter. Let's just say that it sure doesn't take long for Harry to fall in love with this stranger that he's now sharing an apartment with. How would Harry have known that this boy would not only save his life, but change it forever? ~All you need to do is survive~

I'll Be Your Safety ♡ by lovecloudniall

Hi, My name is Harry, Harry Styles from One Direction. I have hundreds of girls falling at my feet and yet i am still depressed. I am Gay and I have hidden it for the past 2 years. I have also had problems with eating.... All because of the one i love... Louis Tomlinson ♡ --------------------------------------------------------------------- WARNING: There are references to self harm and Eating disorders in this story. If you feel uncomfortable about these themes please talk to someone! You can message me and i would be happy to help! Other than that. ENJOY MY STORY XOXOX --------------------------------------------------------------- Copyright © All Rights Reserved This is my story, I have written it and thought of the ideas up for myself. Please do not steal or claim any part of this piece. Thank you.

✔️STRONG [L.S] by rikirriki

"H-Harry please!" I cried, my hands placed protectively in front of my face. His eyes darkened, and he grabbed my wrists, pinning them against the wall. His breath rolled over my face, the faint scent of alcohol rolling up my nose. "Shut up." He growled. His short nails dug into my arm and I winced in pain. He released me, and grabbed a handful of my hair instead. I shrieked in pain as he threw me to the ground. Tears pricked my eyes and I squeezed my eyes shut. "Get up." He said. I opened my eyes, and scrambled to my feet quickly. He grabbed the front of my shirt to pull me closer, leaning down to my level. His eyes burned straight through mine. Chills went down my spine and I bit my bottom lip out of fear. "How many times do I have to tell you? You. Are. Mine." -------------------------- In a complex narrative, where Harry wrestles with the voices of schizophrenia, the story unfolds with uncertainty. The question lingers: Will Harry succumb to the relentless voices, potentially breaking down Louis, or will Louis summon the strength to confront the darkness that threatens him and stand resolute in his own defense? The outcome rests upon the delicate interplay of their intertwined fates, a story of mental struggles and strength yet to fully reveal itself.

Don't Leave Me, Okay? {COMPLETED} by WithLoveAliceMaze

They had only been friends. But the fans created this false relationship between them: Larry Stylinson. They would brush it off. It was fake after all. That is until one fell for the other. He shouldn't have looked it up. He shouldn't have read all of those fan fictions. He shouldn't have fallen in love. But he did. And he was so screwed because no one could know. His career was on the line. His entire band would be over. So they made him a womanizer behind his back. All these rumors floated around in order to hide his true orientation. But he'd never be happy. Not until he could tell him 'I love you'. That was his goal. His mission. His dream. But they were just friends. Nothing more, nothing less. Just friends, right?

Figure it out by itstilliswhatitis

You can do this! You are Louis Fucking Tomlinson for fuck sake. Louis eyes were closed. He was trying to concentrate on the task before him. Task? Sex! Sex with his awsome girlfriend! "Ehm, Louis? So, not Only did "Mr Tomlinson" fail him once again, his girlfriend (well now ex-girlfriend, thank you very much) also accused him for being In love with his badmate and best friend Harry Styles! She was clearly delusional rambling about staring and hugging and what not. Worst of all, she broke up with him, telling him to "figure it out". What the hell? Louis isnt Gay! Or is he? English isnt my first language so I'm sorry if there are any miss-spellings. :) This is pure fiction.

But If Your Love's My Remedy (Larry Stylinson) Ghost!Harry by _SweetDisposition_

"I wish I could touch you..." Louis frowned looking at Harry's hand. "Me too..." Harry smiled sadly looking at Louis straight in the eyes. They stayed like that for a few seconds just looking at each other wanting, wishing they could kiss but knowing that wasn't possible. All Harry wanted was to touch Louis' lips with his own but he couldn't, they had only known each other for a few days and the want and need to have each other was already there. The need to touch burned through their souls setting them alight that only a single touch would be able to put it off but that would never happen and it hurt, it hurt Louis knowing that he was slowly falling in love with a boy he could never have. Or the one where Harry and Louis are soulmates, even though Harry's dead. Warning: Major Character death but HAPPY ENDING. Contains graphic violence, murder, and gay sex. If you don't like any of that then please refrain from reading and from leaving hateful comments. I warned you.

$From UK to LA {Larry Stylinson book 2} by LouisSavedMe_x$

"Stop crying baby, we'll be alright." Harry presses his lips against his boyfriend's temple, trying to comfort him. "I don't know if I am able to handle this any longer, Harry. Everybody hates me. They do everything to get me away from you. I've always known I'm not good enough." Louis' beautiful blue eyes are filled with tears, pain noticeable in his voice. "Stop talking yourself down, Louis. You are good enough. You are my whole damn world for god's sake. Not everybody hates you." "Your mom does, your friends do,..." "But I don't, Louis. I fucking love you, isn't that enough?" Harry's voice sounds desperate. This isn't their first argument with this subject. He knows Louis has a low self-image, but honestly Harry can't tell him even more times that he loves him. He does it all the time, shows him every day. "I don't know, Hazza. I honestly don't know..." Harry and Louis are a power couple. They had a rocky start, considering how the boys were arguing all the time in the beginning. But since they have started their romantic relationship, they haven't had even one fight. They survived the long-distance, video calling each other every single day, without a single argument. The boys trust each other blindly and love the other with all their heart. But what happens when Louis arrives in LA? People know about the rocky start of the boys and they are not as forgiving as Harry, for sure not Harry's mother. It's easy to be together when you are surrounded by people that support you, but are they able to survive the hate they will get in America? Or will it eventually be all too much and mess up their relationship...

Under the Cover. {Larry Stylinson AU} [Completed] by larrywanks

"But we all know I can make anyone fall in love with me." "Anyone huh?" Louis nodded. "Well let's make this interesting with a bet. I bet you that I can make you find someone who won't fall in love with you." "Do you know who yet? Stanley looked around until his eyes landed on someone. "Yes." "Who?" "Harry Styles." ---------- Harry is quiet. He never stirs trouble. He doesn't want to cause anymore problems in his already-ruined family. He doesn't have friends because he doesn't want people to know how bad his life is. Louis is the typical pampered rich boy with a large penis. He would literally shove that thing in any one to feel something. Anything. He enjoyed being loved, but could never seem to love back. So when a bet is made, Louis has to make Harry fall in love with him. Harry make Louis feel things without having to have meaningless sex. It was only a simple bet. © larrywanks

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I turned around as Zayn yelled at my to go where he was, there was to many of them I had to fight back. Even if it meant dieing for Celine, Luke and the rest of the guys. I pulled out my Samurai sword and started to swing it around the heads of the zombies. I kept having to turn and run from them, I felt like I didn't have enough time to save everybody, they all came at me as a fast mother fudger pace too. I was up against a random car, trying to catch my breath some. I put the sword down, thinking now was my time to go, and it was. I lived a nice life, everyone else is going and maybe should I. Louis runs up and saves my ass by killing as much as he can. He did kill most, that is until he ran out of bulets. He screams in anger and told the guys to stop sitting on the damn ground and help out some. I felt one touch me, felt like long, sharp nails digging into my soft, moist skin, also known as flesh. It was these creatchers food. They didn't have to eat, sleep, go to the bathroom, or anything by fact. They never go tired. I screamed out in terror as it's mouth was coming closer and closer to my skin. I hope I better be a good meal to them. I shut my eyes, waiting for death to take me away and send me to the one place I know I wanted to be for sure now; heaven.