Chapter 2

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A/N HEY GUYS WHATS UP? Yeah it's still tonight buuuutttttt I can't sleep so phooey. I guess ill write.... I have no clue how to work this wattpad thing, I've never written it before..

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Crystal's POV

"O-okay.." I was honestly scared to death of how he just said that.

He yanked my wrist towards him, making me spin a tad, and he snaked his arm around my waist. He grabbed my other hand and entwined our fingers.

Let me tell you, there were sparks of lighting shooting throughout my body, because I loved the feeling.

He sort of let go of my hand but then twirled me around, making me let a small giggle escape my lips. He still had an unreadable expression on his face.

He leaned against my ear and said "I'm Louis."

"Crystal" I simply stated.

"Pretty name for a pretty girl, can I buy you a drink?" Again, the tone was a little harsh, but I insisted on going and finding Kat.

He finally let me go, after much arguing. He got quite mad at me..

I found Kat talking to a group of guys, one had his arm around her, one had his hand on her hip.

Now, I know Kat very well, and I know for sure that she would NEVER approve of this.

Oh no. She's drunk.

I walked, quickly, to where the group was, grabbing Kat's wrist and dragging her out of the club.

I had the keys and I picked her up and put her in the car and drove home.

What was weird, though, is that I felt like someone was following me the whole time. I don't know.. Maybe it's just my imagination.

I kept having dreams (or nightmares) about Louis. Who was he? Why did he insist on dancing with me? He seemed like a player. Someone who isn't trustworthy. Someone who could brainwash innocent girls and turn them into bad things.

I wake up the next morning, a Saturday, and walk downstairs to find my mom cooking breakfast. Eggs, bacon, cinnamon rol- WAIT A SECOND.

"MOM! WHAT IS HE DOING HERE?!?!" I yell.

"Well good morning to you too, crystal! He was at our door this morning, said he was a friend of yours, so I let him in." She responded .

"Mom. Other than Kat, I DONT HAVE ANY FRIENDS!!!" I exclaimed.

The man (or boy) from last night, was sitting at my dining room table. Same eyes, same hair, same lips. But why?

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OOOOOH HE'S AT HER HOUUUSE. I know I know it's pretty much dark but I just thought it fit, y'know? Anyways yeah bye. Ill upload soon. Still don't know how to work to upload stuff.....

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