chapter 2

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louis pov

I was on top of harry. I looked in his eyes they were red. blood shot actually. he pushed me off and ran more I was catching up to him then I fell it didn't hurt. I smelt blood! animal? I folowed the smell I saw harry over a deer he turned to me and growled

"what the hell"

he had blood all over his face.

"come on harry let's go"

"no" he replied

"why"

"I need more"

" we have blood bags at the house "

"fine what ever"

we dashed to the house. I'm proud of harry he controled him self good for him.

we got the house and harry

went strate for the blood bags.

hey guys sorry its short

love livvy:)

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