The One (One Direction)

Ow

I shouldn't of done that. I don't love Justin. Well, I do, but like a brother. I feel like a spell was put on me to make me love him. I try to pull away, but he won't let me. He stops kissing me. He opens the cell, which surprises me. He grabs my arm and pulls me. It isn't very gentle, either. His grasp on my arm hurts. I wince in pain, but he doesn't let go. He pulls me upstairs. I'm balling my eyes out. "Justin!", I cry, "what are you doing?!". "Oh, shut up! I'm not Justin!", he yells. He isn't. I see a totally different person in front of me. He made himself look like Justin just to trick me. He picks me up easily. He throws me over his shoulder roughly. "Wha-what's your name?!, who are you?!", I ask crying.