Captured (Larry Stylinson)(Student/Teacher)✔️

When I Die: SNEAK PEAK!!!!

Hello, lovely!! This chapter is going to be the SNEAK PEAK TO WHEN I DIE!!! Yes, sneak peak. This story is nearly done (maybe 4 or 5 more chapters) so I thought you deserved a sneaky little peak;) (see what I did there?) I know I don't often use this or this but for this marvoulus chapter, I'm gonna use both!! I really hope you enjoy, and this is NOT the first thing of When I Die, so yeah... So, enjoy! I love you!!<3 (IMPORTANT!: NOT EVERY SNEAK PEAK WILL BE CONTINUED OR EVEN USED. ENJOY)

    Harry's eyes closed for a brief moment as he inhaled the cold, autumn air. A short smile was plastered across his beautiful face, and it was easy to tell he was happy... But how long would that last? Every since the inccedent, he'd been a ticking time bomb, getting ready to explode at any second. He wasn't trustable... He'd become a monster- even worse, actually. The devil pretty close. Harry rolled his head around, letting it crack over his stiff shoulders.

   "You want to know why I love the cold?" No.

   "Of course, love." My voice was cheery, but my insides were screaming at me to run away.

   "It reminds me of you... How you used to be so cold hearted and disgusting... And now, now you're an angel." Cold hearted... Disgusting... Angel... None of those things went well together, and thoughts swarmed in my head. "Louis. I just called you an angel. Say thank you and give me a kiss." It wasn't a question. It was a harsh command.

   So I obeyed, saying 'thank you baby. I love you' and giving him a long, loving kiss. It wasn't as loving as they used to be, though. They used to bring butterflies in my belly, but now the kisses just make my heart clench, waiting until he takes things too far. I let him pull away, remembering what it felt like as he beat me because I pulled away before he wanted me to. Everything was his choice now. If he needed milk, I had to get it as soon as possible or else I wouldn't be able to move for a day or so. If he wanted me to start the car, I would have to do that or else I would be walking, no matter how far the distance.

   It was all about him. Coming home from collage, I had to ask how his day was and give him a kiss. Make tea, finish homework, then start on dinner. Some nights even being punished for not cooking well enough. You may be wondering why I don't just pack up and leave? Yeah, have you met him? He's insane! He hired people to follow me around campus, video taping me and watching my every step. I couldn't even touch anther person without being caught and beaten. He never cared about the good I did for him, just the bad.

  His green eyes trailed over my imperfect, bruised and beaten face. His smile widened, exposing his perfect, pearly white teeth. Everything about him was amazingly wonderful. But there was only one flaw- his personality. He could be sweet one brief, quick moment, and turn into your worst nightmare the next. "You look so beautiful today, Louis... I just wish I could stay home all day with you." You look so beautiful today, Louis... Beautiful? ME? Is he serious? He's spent everyday of our relationship beating and torturing me! And now, suddenly, he calls me BEAUTIFUL?! Does he not understand how fucking complicating that is?!

  "You look marvelous too, darling." I murmured, pecking his lips. A stupid grin planted itself on his lips. Great, I just fed his ego a little more. At least it'll save my ass tonight. Deciding he should leave for work (still as a teacher), he turned around and walked back inside, closing the glass door. We had moved, closer toward the country-side so we could have some peace. The Lake House was abandoned when we moved, leaving it for Gemma and his mum and step-dad.

   Gemma and Harry used to be nearly the same. Great humor, easy going, nice. Now? Now Harry is a monster, leaving me running to the better one of the two. Gemma. Or, as I called her, Gems. "Babe! I'm leaving!" Harry called out. I didn't notice how cold it had gotten since we first stepped out, so I opened the door and trailed in. Harry had on his normal suit and tie, with his curly hair freshly quiffed. With regretful steps, I walked to him and wrapped my arms around his waist. "I'm leaving." He said and dipped his head down to kiss me. Our lips moved together softly, letting both of us enjoy the moment.

   "I love you, baby... Have a great day at work." He smiled and left, not even repeating the 3 simple words back. I hate you, Harry Edward Styles... Just not enough to say it. Actually, I would if I could. It's fear that's holding me back. Not hatred. Hatred is the thing pushing me to leave. And that's what I'm going to do. I'm not going to waist my life being attacked. I'm going to live. Without Harry. Alone. Forever. Goodbye, Harry Styles. 

AHHH! Did you like it? I personally LOVE it! But all that matters is the fan. And that's you. Tell me what you thought, pretty please? And this is for the sequel, ok? Not this book, but When I Die. That book is going to be longer then this one, and that's almost garented. There's a lot more action and suspense in it, so get yourself ready for some tears, anger, frustration, and finally heartache. There won't be very much smut like in this one, but whatever. Smut isn't the only reason you read this book... Is it?! Oh gosh... I'm dying! Hahaha, I love you pumkin butt!! I hope you enjoyed! (Random song on the side!)

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