Be My Anchor [AU] [ON HOLD]

Be My Anchor [AU] [ON HOLD]

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, May 1, 2019
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Fanfic
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Harry Styles
Met at a bar, had drunk sex, got into a relationship, got married and lived happily ever after. Cliche, isn't it? While most people live their life as somewhat a cliche story, Louis Tomlinson got his script ripped and now he lives in a place called hell. Sure he's sassy, fun and playful, but he drinks too much and lost his personality. Putting on an act is way too easy for him and he didn't really mind that none of his friends paid much attention. Of course, until Harry Styles came along. Apparently, Harry got lucky and had a route straight to 'cliche world', where everything would be perfect. Instead, he chose an abandoned pathway with curiosity that no one would dare to walk on, filled with misery, loneliness and death. Little did he know, he would be finding Louis along the way. This is a story of how the two ended up on a sinking ship. Warning: Suicide, self-harm.
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Louis was done. Absolutely done. He hated life, he was sick of being bullied at school all because he was gay. He especially hated Harry Styles. That boy caused Louis so much pain, and now he was going to end it all, but first he was going to let Styles know it’s his fault too, when Louis got home that afternoon, he took out his phone and decided t make a little goodbye video to send to Harry Styles. He sat on his bed, with a bottle of pills and a knife next to him, and clicked record.

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