Dangerous Lover || Harry Styles fanfic
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  • Reads 59,655
  • Votes 1,435
  • Parts 28
  • Time 3h 6m
Complete, First published Jan 06, 2017
Mature
Harry was bullied mercilessly in middle school for being "weak" and "nerdy" but then disappeared for a few years, no one asking any questions.

He's now returned, noticed by many in the school but not for the same reasons. 

However, he's only focused on revenge and protecting the one person that also saved him from the beatings; Riley Carter. 

But will Harry cause more damage and chaos in her seemingly "perfect fairytale" that is her life? Will Riley be overwhelmed by the "new Harry", the reality of life too much for her to handle? 

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Pre-warning;
May Contain:- 
• Violence 
• Drug uses 
• Sexual Content
• Coarse Language 

Recommended for readers 15 and over. 

You've been warned... 

Enjoy the story!
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***completed*** NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON Harry Styles. The strange one. The freak. The one who was too kind for his own good, trapped in a world where his job was to bring people pain. Sophia 'Spice' Winters. The dancer. The stripper. The one who who trapped in a world where her job was to provide men with nothing but pleasure. -- "What don't you understand?" Harry seethed, his hands gripping the roots of his hair. "I'm not the good guy here, Sophia. I'm bad, everything about me is fucking bad." Harry looked as if he was about to rip his hair out, his wild eyes shinning with madness. He looked unhinged, raw and angry. It should of frightened me. That look alone should of been enough to send me running. He didn't look like the shy man I first met. He looked...crazy. His fingers were coated in red, stained with the blood of another. He didn't seem to care though. "If I was you Sophia, I would run away. Run as far away as you possibly can, because I promise you...An evil part of me won't let you go, and I hate myself for that. I want you to run away, to a place that I can't ever find you. You'll be safe that way."