The Boy Who Cried Werewolf (Larry)

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I just want something to change. My life is so boring, so bland, and empty that something new and exciting is waiting to happen. So why not go to the club for a change?

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The chilly air nipped at my skin, pulling at the hairs that now stood straight up as I walked down the street. I kept my eyes peeled on the sidewalk, keeping watch for any patches of ice that might catch my foot.

The music playing close by definently caught my ear, and the vibrations from the volume seemed to pound on the sidewalk as I walked closer. I stood in line waiting to get in and start looking around. The snow was thick on the ground, icicles dangled from the rooftops of nearby stores, and blobs of snow fell from the branches of the bushes from the forest outlining the small town. Not much, but its home so I dont complain.

Just as im about to walk inside, a hand finds my shoulder. I look up at the stranger as the hair on the back of my neck stands on end. Something isnt right, but I ignore it. For now.

The first thing I notice is that his eyes are striking green. His hair was curly brown and outlined his beautifully structured face. It flattered him greatly, not to mention his tall lean body that practically towered over me even though I onky had to tilt my head back slightly.

"Dont go in there" he mumbles, his voice low. I sneak a glance at the door of the bar, seeing the dancing bodies and the gallons of alcohol thats practically begging me to drink it.

"Why not?" I asked letting my eyes wonder up his body.

"Its not safe for you there." I looked at him not saying a word but taking in his heavily inked skin and balled fists.

"Its just a clu-"

"Just listen to me!" He snapped, snatching up my hand and pulling me away from the building. He dragged me into the forest and onve I was sure we were in the middle he sheilded me behind him and looked around the area.

"Are you going to explain to me what the hell youre doing?" I spat. Next thing I knew I was flying into the snow, my cheek stinging from the slap.

"Will you shut up?!" He yell-whispered at me. "Im tryimg to help you."

That was a shitty prologue but it gets better I promise

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 04, 2013 ⏰

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