Haunted By The Past.....  ( Harry Styles fanfic late updates)

Haunted By The Past..... ( Harry Styles fanfic late updates)

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When people think or hear of the word "Angel" they imagine a sweet Innocent girl who can not harm anyone or anything, But for Harry Styles the word "Angel" brings back memories in which he does not want to remember. Meet Angel, Harry Styles only daughter who he hates to death. Wonder why? Well she was the cause of her mothers death and the start of Harry's hatred. She is considered a " Demon" but in reality she is the opposite of that. Angel tries her best to make her father happy, but all he does is ignore, cuss, and hate on poor Angel. Until one day all that changes because of one special female friend.......... @CopyRight of @snoopyloves
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[✓] ∥ It all happened in a split second. One moment I was on his back, and the next one I was lying on the ground, watching the man who would be responsible for my possible disabilities run away. The woman was sitting and had her back against a near-by wall, and from what I could see, her eyes were wide and she was shaking. I would be too, if I wasn't paralyzed. Literally. A few hours later, well, just about 20 seconds in reality, she slowly stood up and observed me with horror in her eyes for a few moments. I looked back at her, seeing as that was the only thing I could do to let her know I was still alive. "Dear lord, child, what have you done?" She whispered, looking down at me. "I need..." I could barely choke the words out. "I need you to call the ambulance." Copyright © 2014 by funkystyles

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