I fell in my bed... Harry's bed.
I didn't want to be here yet I did. Everything was just jumbled around ; a giant mess, I wanted heaven, but I also wanted to know the truth behind the emotions. Behind him.
There was a small knock on my door, I lifted my head and grumbled. I didn't want to open it, I didn't want to face a beast or Harry or Marcel or Edward. I wanted to be alone.
"Fawn open the door." A deep demanding voice spoke, immediately I knew it was Harry's. It was too husky to be Marcel's and there wasn't enough playfulness in it to be Edward's.
I frowned, what does he want? To bring more sadness or more confusion, "How may I assist the great and powerful Hades."
"Harry." He corrected me. I didn't need this again.
"Potato-Potàto" I whispered, waiting for him to say anything.
"Fawn, talk." Again? So demanding.
I frowned and got up, then leaned against the door, I want to know you better. I lightly held the knob then removed my hand, pain struck me.
"I don't know who I am, I don't remember anything, besides I had a person in my life named Lilian and I was once alive. I want to feel alive again, I want warmth; I want to know who is Lilian?"
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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.
