Stutter || Larry Stylinson

Stutter || Larry Stylinson

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Louis Tomlinson has always had a stutter. And because of this speech impediment, everyone despises him. He just can't seem to get on anyone's good side. He has lost friend's because of the problem. But Louis just can't understand it. It's not like he can really help his stuttering problem. Childhood speech help sessions haven't helped enough to change his stuttering significantly. Louis feels like a lost cause. But, then, Louis meets the OuTkAsTs, a fun group of kids with similar problems. He feels like now he has a place he can not only eat, but befriend people. First, there's Zayn Malik, who has bipolar disorder. Then Liam Payne, who has obsessive compulsive disorder. Niall Horan has hemophilia and can't participate in certain school activities, due to his mother's worries. And then, there's Harry Styles, who has palilalia and can't go about a sentence without repeating something. And, for once, Louis feels like he belongs. Larry/Zaniam {Teen Fiction and Fanfiction #17}
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"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.

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