In A Heartbeat - Larry Stylinson [complete]

In a world where ancient secrets lurk beneath modern facades, Harry, a seemingly ordinary college student, finds his life irrevocably intertwined with the enigmatic Louis. Louis harbors a bloody secret, a primal thirst that could shatter their fragile connection. As their paths converge in a shared dorm room, Harry is drawn into Louis's dark, alluring world, forcing them both to confront the perilous dance between desire and danger. Can love bloom amidst the shadows, or will Louis's true nature consume everything they hold dear?

In A Heartbeat - Larry Stylinson [complete]

In a world where ancient secrets lurk beneath modern facades, Harry, a seemingly ordinary college student, finds his life irrevocably intertwined with the enigmatic Louis. Louis harbors a bloody secret, a primal thirst that could shatter their fragile connection. As their paths converge in a shared dorm room, Harry is drawn into Louis's dark, alluring world, forcing them both to confront the perilous dance between desire and danger. Can love bloom amidst the shadows, or will Louis's true nature consume everything they hold dear?

The air in the common room was thick with the usual first-day-back chaos, a cacophony of greetings and frantic unpacking. Harry, however, found himself caught in a different kind of storm—his mother's relentless stream of well-meaning but utterly exasperating advice.

"Are you sure you've packed everything, darling? Don't forget to eat your vegetables and please love, brush your teeth at least twice a day." Her voice, a familiar melody of maternal worry, followed him even as he tried to subtly edge towards the door.

He sighed, a silent protest. Four years. Four years he'd been coming to this boarding school, and still, her anxiety was as fresh as a morning dew. Harry, not one for trouble, had never given her a reason to worry, but some habits, it seemed, died harder than others.

"Mom, don't worry!" he finally interjected, his voice a practiced blend of reassurance and polite urgency. "I really have to go now, but I'll be fine. I promise. I always am. This year won't be any different from the previous ones."

She looked at him with that familiar concerned expression, her hands fluttering to his collar, trying to adjust an imaginary wrinkle. "I know love, but I'm your mum. I am supposed to be like this. Now go, can't have you being late for your first day now, can we? I love you Haz."

"I love you too mum."

One last peck on the cheek, and he was free. He grabbed his suitcases, a surprisingly light burden, and quickened his pace, his eyes scanning the familiar faces for Niall and Zayn. He could already hear Niall's booming voice, a sure sign he was nearby, passionately engaged in some new drama.