Story cover for Over My Head by 1Dreamisallittakes
Over My Head
  • WpView
    LECTURES 126
  • WpVote
    Votes 1
  • WpPart
    Chapitres 1
  • WpHistory
    Durée 15m
  • WpView
    LECTURES 126
  • WpVote
    Votes 1
  • WpPart
    Chapitres 1
  • WpHistory
    Durée 15m
En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement sept. 17, 2013
"Ma chérie, ma chérie, je t'aime, ma chérie."

Those words. Those bloody awful words. They bewitched me. I was put under his spell. For what?

Brutal heartbreak. 

And now, nine months later, I have to see him again. Thanks to the engagement of two very close friends. But staying under the same roof as him? Seeing him every day? Can I handle it? 

At least I'll be with my best friends. They will help me. It's the what ifs that get to me. 

What if... He apologizes?

What if... He still loves me?

What if... I still love him?

What if... My healed heart wasn't as healed as I thought it was?

What if I'm not ready to face Liam James Payne again?
Tous Droits Réservés

1 chapitre

Inscrivez-vous pour ajouter Over My Head à votre bibliothèque et recevoir les mises à jour
ou
#189american
Directives de Contenu
Vous aimerez aussi
Stockholm Syndrome (Larry Stylinson), écrit par British-1D-Irish
45 chapitres Terminé Contenu pour adultes
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."
Hollow (Harry Styles) #Wattys2016, écrit par Krystal_Grace
102 chapitres Terminé
I cupped her face in my hands, rubbing my thumbs in circles over her cheeks. She was having trouble finding words to describe what she felt, and I could relate. I loved her more than words could describe and telling her I loved her was almost an insult to my true feelings for her. My heart ached at just the thought of her not being with me. I honestly don't know what I would have done with myself if I had never went to that stupid party and met her. But, I have a feeling, we would have found each other, eventually. This love's too strong to ignore forever. Both of us had pieces of us missing, that neither of us were aware of until we met. We were like two puzzle pieces that finally connected. "I love you," I whispered, leaning my forehead against hers. "I love you more," she replied in a small whisper, her hand reaching up to caress my cheek while the other rested on my thigh. I shook my head, annoyed and charmed by the audacity she had to think that she could possibly love me more. "I love you most," I persisted, causing her head to moved away from mine as she looked into my eyes. "Always?" She questioned, her eyes unreadable for a moment before a flash of fear passed through. "Forever," I assured her and meaning it. We could live an entire lifetime or for eternity, and my love for her would never fade. It would only grow. There was nothing in this world that would ever change the way I loved her. My, Katarina.
Vous aimerez aussi
Slide 1 of 10
Lost cover
I Found You (Harry Styles) cover
It's More of a "Hate, Hate" Thing... (Liam Payne) cover
Stockholm Syndrome (Larry Stylinson) cover
karma || Harry Styles cover
With Your Love cover
Infinity and Beyond (n.h) cover
I'm THEIR son!? (Book 1) | Larry Stylinson cover
You Have Me-- HARRY STLYES cover
Hollow (Harry Styles) #Wattys2016 cover

Lost

22 chapitres Terminé Contenu pour adultes

When I wake up I feel cold and my whole body is in searing agony. On one side of my head my curls are wet and matted down, and I can only assume the wet substance is blood. I realize that my hands are tied behind my back, I'm gagged..and in nothing but my underwear. I open my eyes to find myself in a large basement with only one light. I have no idea where I am or who took me here..I'm lost..and I pray to god that someone, somehow...will find me. Larry Stylinson Fanfic: A/U An eighteen year old Harry Styles gets taken one cold winter night by a man in a black van. When he wakes up, he finds himself alone, tied up in a cold, dark basement. Will anyone ever find him? If so who? And more importantly, what will happen in the aftermath?