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If I Could Fly. // h.s. au

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Reads 362
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Parts 8
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fanfiction fiction harrystyles larry liampayne louistomlinson love niallhoran onedirection orginal romance romantic suspense wattys2018 zaynmalik

"Leave me alone!" I ripped off my shoe and threw it head, missing horribly.

       I didn't wait for a reaction. I whipped around and ran for the door, knowing I'd never make it. Just as my fingers brushed the brass handle, a pair of strong familiar arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me back before flipping me around and pressing me against the cold white walls. I squirmed effortlessly, pounding my fists repeatedly against his chest.

       "Get off me, Harry!" 

        He held me firm, but did nothing else to stop my furious (yet futile) attempts to get away. After a few minutes, I exhausted myself to a puddle of sobs and slowly let myself go limp in his arms.

          "J-just let me... go," I whimpered through the veil of tears masking my face, crashing my fist pathetically against him once more. "Please Harry, let me go."

         "I can't." His hand gently caressed my hair, softly running his fingers through my knotted locks.

          "It was the one thing I promised you I would never do."


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Abhor by har0ldisbae

*May be triggering to some readers* "Ah, but what if Niall knew you were hiding something from him, something that puts him in danger," he has a point all of them are in danger but if I keep my mouth shut, they'll be safe. "You dare tell Niall about those texts. I'll kill you myself," I've never been a person to throw threats around, but i had to do something. He takes a step closer to me, only a few inches between our bodies now. "Oh, you're a murderer now, I see," he chuckles to himself, his chest rising up and down slowly, like he's the most relaxed person on earth. "I've never hurt a fly, never would, unless you hurt my brother," I state strongly, avoiding eye contact. My eyes are glued to his worn Rolling Stones t-shirt. "I'm not hurting your brother, sweetheart, I'm hurting you," he speaks lowly, almost at a whisper "the more I know about you, the more I have against you, the more I can get what I need from this situation."

(1D Fanfic) Hurt By Strangers *Kidnapping* *Complete* by JiminsJxms

They wanted me forever. They told me I would be okay. I was only trying to scare them. "Hello Love." Harry started. "Do you know what happens when you scare One Direcion." Zayn finish for him. "No, But I not planning on finding out, Bye." I said quickly turning and walking a way. I felt someone grabbed my arm and look at me. I looked stright into his eyes. "Gosh your Beautiful." I looked up to see Zayn. "Harry, Help me with her she might squirm." "Wait, what, No let me go." I said as I managed to get out of his grip. I ran down the street until I tripped and hit my head hard against the pavement. But how many time do they pretend she is ok when she is worse then they think. Kidnapping Story!:) ............................................................... Banner by JiminsJxms Hurt by Strangers © 2013 by JiminsJxms All Rights Reserved.

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~

Stockholm Syndrome (Larry Stylinson) by British-1D-Irish

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."

Always You •𝖫.𝖲• ✓ by eanwasfound

"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."

We Were Too Young L.S. by Majoana_Turner

Harry and Louis were the happiest couple, they had everything they could ask for, yes, they were closeted by their management but that didn't matter since they had each other....or so they thought. Louis broke up with Harry and left both of them in a very dark place. Both of them were half a heart without each other. This is a story of how they found each other again and finally felt at home. Or basically the Larry story that I interpreted thought their songs. I suck at descriptions, read it, it's good I swear :) Warnings: Self-harm, drugs and sexual content.

Fine Line - Larry Stylinson AU by Ness2813

A love that got so toxic. "What are we doing here Harry? Liam? For fucks sake!" "Louis. Calm down. We're concerned about you two." "Aren't we on a hiatus? You should be doing your own thing." The car door opened and in climbed Niall, then him. "Oh fuck no." "You're not leaving this car. We're taking you to see a therapist. We're going to fix you two." "We're not even having problems- "The fuck you are. Harry still calls." Louis looked at Harry with betrayal "You still call him? And complain?! About us?! Harry- "Don't blame him. He loves you and just wants you both to be happy. So do we. So shut up, and put your seatbelt on. We're going, no fucking buts."

Way Back Home (Larry Stylinson) by wickedyouth

"Sand on our toes, kiss on your nose. I love you so much, Harry Edward Styles. Against all odds, against all hoes. Take my hand, take my whole life too. I can't help to have fallen in love with you. Will you marry me, Harry?" On a breezy day, when sands were tickling through their toes and the sun was setting magnificently from afar as waves crash through the shore, Harry Styles, a 24 year old photographer, was asked by his best friend and the greatest love of his life, Louis Tomlinson, a 26 years old songwriter, the easiest question he had have to answer in his entire life. He already knows the answer by heart from the first moment his emerald eyes got the chance to connect with his ocean blue ones. Everything was beyond perfect. Every moment they shared were scribbled down on their vows, ready to be said aloud. But what if fate tested their love for each other? What if death and oblivion comes their way? Will their love for each other fade? Will they give up on the greatest love story of their lives? Or would this make them stronger? Would they find their way back home? To each other's arms? "I love you so much, Harry. Against all odds, against all hoes." Louis' eyes were red and puffy, tears were continuously falling from his eyes. He took Harry's left hand and continued talking "Take my hand, take my whole life too. I can't help to have fallen in love with you." Louis looked into Harry's emerald eyes. They were cold, no emotions were evident on his face. Not even the slightest hint of love. Louis took a pause, desperately looking at Harry's eyes as tears stream down his face. "Will you please... Please... Please remember me, Harry?"

The Commitment by oned_coolR9

"Get out before I do something wrong." I said my voice hard and cold. I saw her stumble back a little before she took the support of the side table. She looked at me for a long time trying to decipher my emotions but lost. She made her way towards the door but suddenly stopped. She pulled out something from her purse and kept it on the table near the door. She turned back so that we could see her side profile. "I brought this for all of you. As an apology. I'm sorry for the hurt you all went through. I'm...so...sorry." She choked at last. I saw a tear roll down her cheek before she disappeared behind the doors. She left... Again.... ... Highest ranking: #1 in harryfic #162 in harrystylesfic

Still : A Niall Horan Fanfiction by waytomanycrushes

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May be triggering to some readers "Ah, but what if Niall knew you were hiding something from him, something that puts him in danger," he has a point all of them are in danger but if I keep my mouth shut, they'll be safe. "You dare tell Niall about those texts. I'll kill you myself," I've never been a person to throw threats around, but i had to do something. He takes a step closer to me, only a few inches between our bodies now. "Oh, you're a murderer now, I see," he chuckles to himself, his chest rising up and down slowly, like he's the most relaxed person on earth. "I've never hurt a fly, never would, unless you hurt my brother," I state strongly, avoiding eye contact. My eyes are glued to his worn Rolling Stones t-shirt. "I'm not hurting your brother, sweetheart, I'm hurting you," he speaks lowly, almost at a whisper "the more I know about you, the more I have against you, the more I can get what I need from this situation."