"Im so sorry!" I gasped picking myself off the ground and dusting off Marcel.
"Stop Fawn. Im not dirty." He sighed, I fixed myself and smiled, he smiled back and began to walk the opposite way. I frowned and followed him, quickly rushing to his side.
"Not a fan of the food eh?" I laughed and cringed all at once, then shook my head
Marcel chuckled and stopped, "I know who you are Fawn, I know more than you think."
He paused, "We cannot love or feel remorse. Im afraid Ill hurt you." I knitted my eyebrows together trying to figure him out.
"I don't think you'll hurt me." He smiled sympathetically and nodded, "Fawn, you don't know me. You don't realize what Im capable of. Please do not get attached, I am wrong for you."
He began to walk again, disappearing from sight, does he think I like him? Im sure and 100% positive that I won't like him, not Marcel. Besides, I think I like Harry.
Before my next move was committed, Marcel had me by my arms and lifted from the ground, "what did you say?" I stared at him; wide-eyed and shocked.
For someone so small, he had strength.
He scoffed, "oh Fawn, you weigh less than a dime." He continued, "now what did you say Fawn!" I thought back to my earlier thoughts. Oh no.
"You're falling for Harry!" I blushed.
"No, I implied it. Like- I feel like you and I would be friends.. B-but when I think of Harry, I think o-of more." I stuttered, he needs to let me go and stop reading my thoughts. Although, I wasn't as mad as I was before.
He set me down and fixed my white gown.
Then smiled, "you're far too interesting for me to just stop." I smiled, "thank you?" Way to make that NOT sound like a question.
"Harry is worried. You should go back."
He smiled before swishing into a trail of grey dust and disappearing.
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Hell's Empire
FanficHe's the god of hell and desires, you've died and are in his domain. Harry Styles ~ This is for mature readers only.
