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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Choose_Not_To_Use_Archive_Warnings, Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Major
      Character_Death, Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      F/M, M/M
  Fandom:
      One_Direction_(Band)
  Relationship:
      Harry_Styles/Louis_Tomlinson, Niall_Horan/Zayn_Malik, Liam_Payne/Danielle
      Peazer
  Character:
      Harry_Styles, Louis_Tomlinson, Zayn_Malik, Niall_Horan, Liam_Payne,
      Danielle_Peazer
  Additional Tags:
      ziall, Smut, Rape, Explicit_Language, Underage_Sex, Anal_Sex, Kinks,
      Feminization, Dirty_Talk, Phone_Sex, Sexting, Loss_of_Virginity, Dark,
      Dark_Harry, Punk_Harry, Twink_Louis, Age_Difference, Underage_Louis,
      Louis_in_Lace, Louis_in_Panties, Innocent_Louis, Stalker_Harry, Sexual
      Violence, Additional_Warnings_In_Author's_Note, Possessive_Harry, BDSM,
      Hebephilia, Harry_Styles_-_Freeform, Louis_Tomlinson_-_Freeform, Zayn
      Malik_-_Freeform, Niall_Horan_-_Freeform, Liam_Payne_-_Freeform, Adult
      Harry, Horror, Murder, sexual_child_abuse, Obsession, Stalking, Top
      Harry, Bottom_Louis, Abuse, Depression, Love, Bipolar_Disorder, larry
      stylinson_-_Freeform, Payzer, Killer_Harry, deranged, haunted
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      Published: 2015-01-04 Chapters: 3/? Words: 2071
****** A Haunting Message ******
by harryslipslouiships
Summary
     From the moment the 27-year-old man, Harry, lays his eyes upon young,
     and innocent Louis, he knew without a doubt that they are meant to be
     together forever. And he will do whatever it takes to make that
     happen.
     Then when 14-year-old, Louis, is dared to make sexy phone calls to
     men on porn websites by his best friend Stan, he unintentionally
     manages to bring them closer together, and soon the line between
     obsession and love starts to blur.
     While this is all taking place, Louis keeps receiving creepy messages
     from this unknown stranger that watches his every movement and does
     his best to stay away.
     Until he is met face to face with his stalker, and it unknowingly
     changes his life forever.
     THIS STORY IS ALSO WRITTEN ON: http://www.wattpad.com/story/18239385-
     a-haunting-message
     {Currently being edited.}
***** Prologue *****
Chapter Notes
     JUST SO YOU KNOW: This is my first posting/fanfic I ever did. I just
     got this account, so I hope you like my stories. Thanks<3
     Disclaimer: I do not own 1D. This is my fanfiction. Enjoy.
     This story is also written on: http://www.wattpad.com/story/18239385-
     a-haunting-message
     {CURRENTLY EDITING THE CHAPTERS} ENJOY.
1.                                                                            
           
                                        
                                        
                          Loving Hate or Hating Love
                                        
                                     >>>>
                                        
                                        
                                       ~
                            Like me love me kiss me
                                Like love kiss
                  Three little words that I always wished for
                      Now coming true All because of you.
                           You saved me (from dying)
                      You caught me (when I was falling)
                     You rescued me (when I had given up)
            You are everything to me (and I'm not gonna lose you) .
                                        
                            Kiss me hate me kill me
                                Kiss hate kill
              Three things I wanna take back (now I'm in regret)
                                Now haunting me
                                 The nightmare
                                    Of you.
                                        
                     You kissed me (taking my breath away)
           You hate me (you said I was a freak crazy psycho weirdo)
                      You killed me (destroying my life)
                     You're my murder, my killer, my world
                                      My
                                    Death.
                                        
                                        
                   Loving hate (I love you and you hate me)
                  Hating love (you loved me and I hated you)
                 Loving you killed me (into eternal darkness)
                  Hating me saved you (into total damnation)
            Hate me then love me (ourlilgame is up the next level)
                  Kiss me then kill me (you're my nightmare)
                                        
                                        
                        But baby you know what killers:
             "Those you hate the most is all the person you love"
                                        
                 Baby I'm not done fighting (this isn't over)
              I'm coming forya(killing you will be sweet revenge)
                                        
                                        
                 Like me (I have this forbidden crush on you)
                       Love me (you've stolen my heart)
                 Miss me (when you left then came back…alive)
                     Bite me (change me into your monster)
                      Try me (I'm not losing this battle)
                  Take me (away from you only to be with you)
         Haunt me (even in death, I'll be your nightmare you jerkass)
         Hate me (broken my heart so I'll just break you…or your face)
               Kill me (send you straight to hell before I die)
                    Kiss me (this game will go on forever)
                                        
                                   Let's go
                   My turn is just the beginning to your end
                   Your turn is just the end of my beginning
                                 Ready to play
                              Here are the rules:
                                        
                                     Love
                                     Hate
                                     Kill
                                     Kiss
                                        
                              - Zaria Fallenrise
                                       ~
                                        
                                        
              Life was a mess for the fourteen-year-old boy, Louis Tomlinson. 
There is no one in the world to deny that statement. Not even those who gave
him enough pity to lie about how lucky he was, did it convince anyone. He was
broken, and life didn't seem to care how young he was. We humans may break
easily.
              Everyone — everyone — is broken. There is not a human on this
earth who has not hurt, who is not damaged, or is not in pain. We don’t hurt in
the same way, of course. And some people have suffered traumas that are hard to
fathom.
              However, at times for people like Louis, the pain of life can
seem too much to bear.
              But he wasn't always like this, his beginning life wasn't this
horrid. In fact, Louis had always been known as a bright boy filled with
sunshine through his veins, and the subjectnever once ceased to have people
questioning what made him become this way. Regardless of 'what', not a soul
seemed to suspect who made him this way. Everyone always assumed it was a
something, but couldn't identify if it was asomeone, because everyone and
everything loved Louis. If we're all being honest here, nobody would believe
you if you told them that the sweet, innocent child that lived next door to you
ended up being ruined. Besides, that's exactly what people denied. They
couldn't picture Louis feeling so vulnerable and alone, which led to several
questions such as: Maybe he just gave up on hope? Maybe life was done for him?
Maybe he did it to himself? However, none of them were 100% accurate. Only he
himself could answer them. You could even say life pretty much swallowed him up
like quicksand, and he was gone for good. No one understood why, and no one
understand how. Until, they figured out just who.
 
 
~
 
"Let your walls crack open, and the light come in. Allow yourself to be heard,
understood, comforted. We’re all broken, but we’re also all healing. We’re all,
always, healing."
 
- Anonymous
 
~
 
It was an eerie sound.
The sound was booming, crashing, and roaring, which led him to wake up.
Louis quickly climbed out of his bed and waited for the noise to continue. Then
almost instantly, a sudden bright flash, along with the same clashing sounds,
was spotted through his window in unison. He realized that the cause of the
ring was located from a thunderstorm nearby.
Louis was terrified of thunderstorms. Therefore, he decided a nice, warm cup of
tea could possibly help soothe his nerves, and headed down the stairs to the
kitchen.
The thunderstorm was escalating rapidly - much more audible now. Louis tried
his best to ignore it while preparing his tea, but suddenly heard a faint,
creaking sound of footsteps moving towards him.
He reached for his cup of tea almost immediately as a distraction and quickly
took a long-lasting sip.
"Louisss..." he heard a raspy, sleepy voice call out from behind him.
Louis slowly put down his cup of tea and turned his head briefly to find
nothing, but black and brown mold dotting the ceiling in clusters, evident of
rain seeping through the roof, and shook his head scoldingly. Once Louis
clearly understood that he was totally losing his mind and that there was
nothing near his presence, Louis lifted his cup midway to take another sip.
That is until he noticed the dim lights in the kitchen had begun to flicker off
and on.
With no delay, Louis swiftly grasped onto one of the largest kitchen knives in
the house, searching for anything that was misplaced when he was omitting the
other rooms around him. This resulted him to make his way into the pitch-black
hallway and approach the glimmer of light coming from the ajar bathroom door.
Dust swirled around the room as he made his way inside, leaving the door
slightly open as before. The only sound to be heard was the constant drip,
drip of the faucet. While lost in thought, Louis quickly awoke from the sound
of the door begrudgingly creaking open. His small hands were becoming clammy
around the steep knife, almost daring him to let go.
Then suddenly, nearly, all of the color on his face drained into a powdered
white shade, once he felt a small tap on his back that sent goosebumps crawling
up his spine.
"Louis?" the familiar voice questioned.
"Holy crap!"
Behind him was no one other, then his best friend Zayn Malik looking down at
his knife in wonder, to which Louis placed down, while his cheeks were tinted
pink.
"Wha- what are you doing here!?" Louis demanded and questioned at the same
time.
The dark-skinned boy looked at him stupidly. 
"What do you mean, 'what am I doing here?'? You told me to bring over some
candles just in case the thunder report was accurate." Louis thought about it,
then turned his head embarrassingly, when he remembered what happened. He was
right.
"You're losing it man," Zayn lightly joked with a soft pat to his back. Louis
didn't laugh. He didn't laugh, because he was certain that there was someone
spying on them. However, he was truly grateful for not being left alone
anymore, in this creepy, dark house.
While his friend, Zayn, was walking out of the bathroom, he noticed that the
lights were still on.
"That's odd," he spoke. "I thought that the power would have cut out by now,
judging from how old this place is. Don't you Louis?"
When not receiving an immediate answer, Zayn turned around to glimpse at the
horrified look on Louis' face.
"What? What's wrong?" the raven-haired boy questioned in slight panic.
Louis just shook his head in disbelief, when he noticed that the lights were on
and confirmed.
“There’s someone in the house," he explained in a cowardly whisper.
"Wha- what? Where? Who's in the house?!"
"That's what I was trying to figure out before you got here," Louis answered
faintly annoyed, when his friend was shouting.
"I think that maybe this isn't such a good idea anymore Louis, it's okay if you
don't want to finish the bet, alright? We could end this."
The small-tanned-boy rolled his blue, cerulean eyes, because his friend was
accusing him of lying. Louis wasn't lying!
"This isn't about the bet Zayn! I couldn't care less about it, but there is
someone in this house. I am being dead serious, right now!"
Zayn watched as his friend was going into panic, and immediately held onto him,
with half-believement and half-disbelief. He didn't realize how terrified Louis
was until he felt him tugging slightly onto his shirt. Zayn just cooed at him,
muttering soft 'it's okay's' into his ear while bringing him into the living
room. Louis falls into the embrace, shaking into Zayn's shoulder. 
"Shhh, it's okay, Lou," Zayn rubs soft circles into Louis' back. "It will be
okay."
"But you don't believe me..." Louis states with a small frown, instead of
questioning it.
"I do believe you Louis. Wanna get outta' here?"
The small boy looks up at his taller friend with bright pink cheeks. "You won't
think I'm a baby will you?"
"Never."
Louis smiled warmly at him, "Thanks, let's go." 
After the little show, they finally make their way to actually get up and walk
towards the tall, wooden door that led to an exit. However, suddenly a musty,
dank odor crept into their noses. The house was dead silence except for the
intermittent creaks and moans.
For once Louis felt safe, because they were actually getting out of here, that
was until all of the lights in the entire house flashed off...then he began to
worry.
"Hurry up with the door already, Zayn!" Louis yelled.
"I can't."
"You wha-?" He stopped halfway through his sentence as he glanced at the
terrified on Zayn's face.
Then it hit him.
The door wouldn't budge. They were never going to get out of here.
"Louis," a soft, warm voice whispered.
The keys fell from Zayn's hand and hit the floor hard. The impact made the
ground vibrate, creating an ominous drum-roll against the wooden floor.
It was only then that Louis realized it wasn't Zayn who had called his
name. Zayn was gone...
Louis shivered violently at the thought, and unsteadily turned around to face
the voice that kept calling his name.
Then in just a heartbeat, he was screaming. Screaming like he never screamed
before at the scene that was in front of him.
Zayn was on the floor covered in blood beside a man he didn't even know. He was
dead. His best friend was dead, and Louis was crying.
He doesn't know what to do anymore; he doesn't know how to handle this, and he
hates that he's made his best friend pay for it. 
Zayn, whom he just talked to. Zayn, who only just comforted him a second
ago. Zayn, who believed him. Zayn, who always had a secret crush on him. Zayn,
who was in love with him was dead.
"Why? Why are you doing this to us!?" Louis screamed in tears.
The only thing he could see were glowing green eyes in the darkness, and a
broad-eating-smile that had just appeared. He suddenly felt dizzy, like he was
in a trance from the wicked man, and dropped to the floor.
Except he didn't drop. Two pair of arms caught him. Two pair of
hands were holding onto him. And two pair of eyes were staring at him. The same
man who had just murdered his friend was now smiling at him, and playing with
his hair. But Louis couldn't move. His body couldn't move, and all he could do
was just wait for what would happen ahead of him. Then just as if the man had
read his mind of him wanting to escape his hold, he spoke in a
flat croaky voice,
“I don't want you to leave me Louis…”
Louis.
Louis!
"Louis!" Louis suddenly woke up with his heart beating loudly, and his little
sister, Phoebe staring at him curiously. It was only a nightmare. All
it was, was a harmless nightmare...but he couldn't seem to get those haunting
green eyes out of his head. As well as the extensive ringing noises of a
telephone being called...
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
***** Chapter Two *****
Chapter Summary
     From the moment the 27-year-old man, Harry, lays his eyes upon young,
     and innocent Louis, he knew without a doubt that they are meant to be
     together forever. And he will do whatever it takes to make that
     happen.
     Then when 14-year-old, Louis, is dared to make sexy phone calls to
     men on porn websites by his best friend Stan, he unintentionally
     manages to bring them closer together, and soon the line between
     obsession and love starts to blur.
     While this is all taking place, Louis keeps receiving creepy messages
     from this unknown stranger that watches his every movement and does
     his best to stay away.
     Until he is met face to face with his stalker, and it unknowingly
     changes his life forever.
     {Currently being edited.}
Chapter Notes
     OKAY, I know that some of you've been thinking that I've abandoned
     this fic, however I am currently editing the chapters right now
     because I find them terrible, and apologize for my writing. I just
     finished the prologue tho, so check it out! Hope you like it! :)
 
 
                   THIS CHAPTER IS CURRENTLY BEING EDITED.(:
***** Chapter Three *****
Chapter Summary
     From the moment the 27-year-old man, Harry, lays his eyes upon young,
     and innocent Louis, he knew without a doubt that they are meant to be
     together forever. And he will do whatever it takes to make that
     happen.
     Then when 14-year-old, Louis, is dared to make sexy phone calls to
     men on porn websites by his best friend Stan, he unintentionally
     manages to bring them closer together, and soon the line between
     obsession and love starts to blur.
     While this is all taking place, Louis keeps receiving creepy messages
     from this unknown stranger that watches his every movement and does
     his best to stay away.
     Until he is met face to face with his stalker, and it unknowingly
     changes his life forever.
     {Currently being edited.}
 
 
 
                  THIS CHAPTER IS CURRENTLY BEING EDITED. (:
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