Broken// A Harry Styles fanfiction //
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"T-then tell me, tell me you don't love me.." He said, his bottom lip starting to quiver. "Say it..!"
"Is that what you need to here? Will that help..?" I said, tears threatening to spill over.
"T-Then I don't."
//////////////////////////////////////////////// This is the story of how I broke Harry Styles.
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"But Bailey you need to promise me." I pulled my head back and looked at her. "Promise what?" "That you'll never let someone's death take over your life. That you'll never let it take your life. No matter if it's my death far in the future or an unexpected death in only a few months. Okay?" I nodded, "I promise, Sara." ~ ~ ~ Bailey broke her promise to her older sister. Deaths changed her life and left her mute. All hopes and dreams gone as disorders controlled her life. She thought life had been getting better, years later. That she might be able to live her life okay like this. Until she met him. Harry Styles. A singer in One Direction who's "spiraling out of control." When everything starts to seem hopeless for him, he meets somebody who he thought would change his life for the better. Bumpy roads may be in the way, but in the end. He was right. Follow their journey and learn of Bailey's past in, Speak For Me.Abgeschlossen
TWIST H.S.
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Tastes So Sweet (Larry Stylinson)
Louis licks his lips as he stares at my rock hard cock. He licks up from the base up to my slit, flicking his tongue around the tip, pre cum leaking, and making me shudder. It feels so fucking amazing. "You're so good at this Louis." I pant as he takes me fully in his hot mouth. I grab his hair as he starts bobbing up and down, he goes painfully slow. He hums and it vibrates around me, causing me to whimper, uncontrollably. Faster! I say, pulling on his hair. He smirks as his lips pop as his mouth leaves my throbbing cock. He kisses up and down then returns to the job in hand, or should I say mouth. He starts off slow again, before he picks up speed. Fuck! He grabs my balls and massages them as he gets even faster. I don't think I'm gonna last much longer. Louis! Yes! Don't stop! He reaches one hand around and I feel it skim my arsehole. Holy hell. I feel a finger enter me and I can't control the noises that leave my mouth. I've never done this before and fuck...it feels fucking fantastic! His finger moves inside me. His tongues flicks over my slit before he moves down again. Louis...I'm gonna...I'm gonna....oh fuck Yes... I'm seconds away from cumming in his mouth.... Louis...yes...yes...Abgeschlossen
Wish I Was Home
"I can't keep doing this," he said as he stopped and glanced back at me. "You can't keep running either," I said loudly. That made him turn and face me fully. "Me? I'm the one always running? What about you? You've ran how many times in the past? You've let everyone else control our relationship. Everyone but me!" "You told me to leave you alone," I yelled. "You said you didn't want any of this anymore. You left the fucking country! You went and never even considered what that would do to me!" "I lied too Louis! You hurt me and I wanted to hurt you back!" he yelled. "Maybe a friendship is out of the question. Our relationship is beyond repair. All we do is lie to each other." He turned to walk out again and he opened the door. I rushed to him and reached for his arm. "Harry don't go please." I had never stopped him from leaving before. This time my heart wouldn't let me let him go. "You said you cared and you missed me too." I spoke in a low voice and used his own words against him. A low thing to do but I needed him to understand how much I was hurting. Note: this is a story of pure fiction. If Harry and Louis are not be together in real life then, we as a fandom, have created a beautiful and tragic love story! I hope you enjoy my work. I put my heart in it. If you're not a Larry shipper don't read this. If you are then I hope you enjoy!!!Abgeschlossen
Stockholm Syndrome (Larry Stylinson)
My heart was beating and adrenaline was running through my body at a thousand miles per second. My hand wrapped around the door knob, but then I was pulled back painfully by my arm. I was whipped around and was face to face with a pissed off Louis. "Where do you think you're going, love?" He asked, and I gulped at how dark his voice sounded. The sane part of me was absolutley terrified of it, and I didn't like it, but the part of me that thought Louis was incredible was so turned on by his dark side. "Answer the question." He said as he squeezed my wrist tighter, and I winced a bit, but I didn't answer the question. "Were you trying to leave? Were you trying to run away from me?" He asked, and I felt his nails digging into my skin. I gave a small yelp of pain and then he was dragging me harshly by my arm down the hall again. He passed the room that I was staying in before and opened another door that was three doors down. He pushed me inside, and I couldn't see a thing. The room was completely dark. I began to breath faster because I've never been a big fan of the dark. I hated it. I didn't like what I couldn't see. I jumped as I felt a hand on my waist and my breath caught as I felt a surge of electricity run through me. I felt him pull me closer to him until my back was against his chest. His lips rubbed against my ear and he slowly whispered out "You can't leave, Harry. You're never gonna get away. I'm not gonna let you."Abgeschlossen
Silence
@RANDOM28lol contacted me with a story idea where they asked if they could write the poems in the story. I didn't feel like I could write the story they wanted me to but I asked them to send me one of the poems. The poem inspired me. ❤ So I suggested another concept of the story and they agreed. All the poems in the story are written by the talented @RANDOM28lol. Harry has lost his voice. He has been mute for years. Ever since his family was brutally murdered in their home. He suffers from PTSD and survivor's guilt. Thinking that not allowing himself to talk somehow honor the death of his family. It's a lonely life. He has no one to talk to. Doctors and therapists have given up on him. He writes poems as a way to express how he feels. He also writes at work. Running the gossip section of The Sun is something he despises but he's a journalist and he needs a job. No one tries to talk to him at work either. It's his own fault. But he hates how they go silent and then whisper about him as he enters the newsroom in the mornings. He keeps to himself. Until the new sports journalist catches his eye. Beautiful. Blue eyes. Wonderful smile. To his surprise, the man knows sign language and he's also determined to talk to him. Life as he knows it changes. It's scary. Will he be able to actually overcome his trauma? Be something more than a bystander of his own life? Warnings: Trauma, death.Abgeschlossen
Louis Tomlinson. A normal name of a normal guy. You'd think that, but it's far from the truth. Louis is the leader of the most wanted Gang in the United Kingdom. Whenever people hear the name 'Black Devils' their blood freezes in their veins. They deal with drugs, they kill people, they don't give a shit about the law. Harry Styles is a successful detective. He has a remarkable resume and an amazing arrest count. But there is one person he had never managed to catch. One person he is chasing for two years now. All he knows is his name and that he is the leader of the most dangerous Gang in the UK. He has never seen him nor knows anything about him because Louis Tomlinson is a master of deception. Actually no one knows who that guy is but wherever he appears he leaves death and desolation. It is Harry's job to find him- and to bring him down. Louis narrowly escapes from the police on his latest job. They get closer to him with each time and he has no idea why and how. He needs to do something. To his luck he has an incredible selection of resources, so when he stumbles over the name Harry Styles- better known as the man who is chasing him for a while now- and does a bit of research only to find out that they have the same preferences, he decides to play a game with fire.
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