disintegrate
seven
"ive never
felt more
alone"
*listen to still by daughter to get full effect*
+ third person perspective +
this moment.
where the stars were perfectly aligned on a sunday night in a small town in england.
where the moonlight reflected off of the tar surface and back into the atmosphere.
where a deserted road held only six people.
one victim.
one culprit.
sky was under harry's spell.
maybe it was his scent.
his lips.
his voice.
his face.
but oh no it was much more than that.
it was his presence.
the ora that radiated off his body.
he knew he had her.
reeled in like a fish.
she was too innocent.
too fragile.
and harry knew this.
he knew it from the moment his eyes met hers.
you see harry has a special gift.
not a "magic" power or some sort of wizardry crap.
a normal kind of special.
it's like he can look into a person's soul.
see what kind of person they are.
how pure they are.
now this gift can be used for good.
it can be used to treat people to things in which they cannot afford to get themselves.
or to make someone who is insecure but does not show it on the outside, feel secure again; stuff like that
but harry is not good.
he is anything from good.
he steals things.
smokes things he shouldn't be smoking.
cheats in school.
but the worst thing that harry does
is using his "gift"
the one where he can look into a persons soul and decide what he wants to do with it.
and harry has never
once in his knowledge
once in his life
used this "gift" for good.
used this "gift" to help someone.
he uses it to break people.
for his own pleasure.
and this might seem to explain his although attractive; harsh appearance.
the ink that covers every inch of his perfect skin.
the cigar that never leaves his right hand.
never.
his overwhelmingly dark trench coat.
black skin tight jeans.
and as harry stood in front of sky; hovering over her tiny body.
so pure
her petite figure no match for his towering broad frame.
he was thinking.
forming a plan.
he was going to break her.
but what he didn't know yet
was that he was really the broken one.
a lost cause.
a door leading to oppurtunity.
happiness.
bliss.
a door without a key.
what he didn't know
was that sky
was the key.
but that was unknown.
and they were oblivious.
harry opened his mouth to speak the words he had so carefully thought to say.
hey everyone! i hope you liked this chapter! i decided to write in third person just for this chapter i think so you guys could really understand what the story is about a little more and get to know how harry is since it's all from sky's pov so far!
i kinda love this choppy way im writing idk :) comment if you like it!
ALSO COMMENT WHAT YOU THINK HARRYS GONNA SAY TO SKY OMFBEOALZJD IDEK WHAT HES GOING TO SAY HAHAH
please get me to like 350 reads maybe?
Maybe 40 votes and 30 or like 25 comments!
But I can't believe I have over 300 reads wow thanks guys!:)
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