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HAI AGAIN K BYE BYe
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Keira-

Fuck. I ruined it, I just had to ask him about his crime life. I'm an idiot. I lay my head on the pillow and although it was only seven, I felt tired. I close my eyes and drag the sheets onto my body.
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I wake up in the middle of the night, I check the time and it reads

4:22 a.m

I sigh and lay my head back on the pillow.

After trying to sleep for thirty minutes, I give up and swing my legs to the ground. I walk out of my room and into Harry's.

"Harry" I whisper amd shake him.

"Harry" I repeat.

"What" He groans.

"I can't sleep, can I sleep here"

He smirks. I slap his arm

"No."

He sighs jokingly

"Fine"

"Thank you" I say and climb to the opposite side of him.

He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me close to him. I soon drift to sleep.
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In the morning I wake up to Harry not being next to me. I walk into the hallway and see Harry in what I think is the bathroom, brushing his teeth.

"I never knew you were a sucker for personal hygiene"

"Criminals have teeth too dumb shit"

"Hmf."

I run to the bathroom and look at Harry.

"What?" He asks.

"I'm not going to brush my teeth with my fucking fingers"

"Well then" He mutters and takes out of a toothbrush from a drawer. It looks new as it was in a package thing.

"Did you steal that too?" I ask under my breath.

"I heard that and no" He says, annoyed.

After I brush my teeth he brings me to the kitchen and gives me the strange cereal again.

"Okay no offence. But what the fuck is this cereal?" I ask.

"Toasty's" He says (a.n: I actually have no idea wtf toasty's are)

"O-kay...." I say.

He brings me back to the room chains me and locks the doors and windows. A few minutes after he walks out I hear a doorbell. Harry shuffles to open the door.

"Have you got it?"

"Six guns, two bags of 'the stuff' "

The stuff? The fuck actually.

"Good, bring it here"

"So, have you fu-"

"Shut up"

"Her yet?"

"No, not yet, but she looks like the stubborn type."

Oh fuck no. I am not going to be his little fucktoy, oh no way in hell.

"I lean against the door slightly and it falls to the ground leaving dust everywhere.

"Keira..." Harry says

A/N: CLIFFHSNGER BITCHES

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