Nice to see ya.
I suck, I know. But I have so much stress in school, with my family, with my psyche … sorry. And I still have to study for that fucking exam in biology, I messed math up, I got my limit at French though, and I must say, I think I was quite good at English … but then again, I shouldn’t say that I’m good since I’m not.
Annoying is … I know what I am: a mistake, a screwed up mess. And it annoys me when people tell me I’m not, because it always feels like they just say it to make me feel better … but it makes me feel worse, because it just doesn’t feel right. I know what I am and I don’t need anyone to tell me that it’s not what I am.
Worse is, that special people tell me they love me, they believe in me. Now, here comes the surprise: they don’t. Because whenever I tell them from what I dream to do … to be one day … they always say “You? Ha, you won’t do it anyways!” Great best friends, huh? I know. But I’ll show them. I’ll show everyone! Either I’m at the top one day if I hold on … or I’ll just go. No-one would miss me.
“You Never See Half Of How Much Someone Is Broken, No Matter How Much You Pretend You Do.”
Oh yeah, Liam in the Multimedia.
Enjoy!
“Louis!” Niall said and tried to take a step forward.
“Don’t take a step if you want this little pretty thing to keep his innocence a bit longer,” Harry threatened.
Suddenly, another black winged boy landed behind Niall, placed his hands on Niall’s waist and whispered into his ear, “Miss me, babe?”
Niall turned around to see a boy with dark brown eyes, short brown hair and sleek black wings.
“You,” Niall said.
“I,” Liam agreed.
Harry still held the silver winged boy in his arms, stroking his muscled arms gently, peppering kisses up and down the Angel’s neck.
“Who … who are they, Niall?” Louis asked, but still made no move to get out of Harry’s embrace.
“No-one important,” Niall snarled making Louis cringe back into Harry.
“Now see what you did, Niall! You scared him!” Harry said.
“Since when do you care!?” Niall asked with cold eyes. “You’re just a Demon.”
The blonde Angel spat this word like it was the worst insult in the world. Harry stuck his bottom lip out in a pout and fluttered his eyelashes.
“Well, this is not very nice. You and I both know that Liam and I are much more than Demons. And this poor cutie here doesn’t even know what we are because you all try to keep him unknowing. As if that would save him.” Harry laughed scornfully.
“You betrayed us!” Niall shouted. “You both betrayed us!”
“We didn’t,” Liam said. “Our whole life was just betrayal! We were never meant to be that way! We are much better now. You’ll see as soon as you …”
“I would never!” Niall said. “And now take your hands off him!”
“But why should I?” Harry asked innocently.
He ran his large, warm hands up and down Louis’ torso and one of his hands stroked his cheek gently, making Louis sigh and lean back against Harry’s broad chest.
“See, he likes it in my arms. Because this is where he belongs.”
“Who are you?” Louis whispered.
“Your escape from all those lies. But for now, just call me Harry,” the black winged boy answered gently.
“Harry …” Louis mumbled like in trance.
“What did you do to him?” Niall asked.
“I didn’t do anything. He’s just perfect, just the way he is. Perfect little Silverwing.” Harry’s green eyes where fond as he stroked Louis’ cheek and the young Angel leaned into his touch, his blue eyes fluttering shut as he sighed again.
Louis was amazed how warm and how gentle Harry was. Louis had been taught that Demons were cold, brutal and evil. But Harry’s voice was so soft, so deep and raspy and so fond. He was so beautiful with his curls and green eyes and dimples and breathtaking smile.
“Let him go,” Niall demanded.
“But do you want to go, Silverwing?” Harry asked now.
As an answer, the young Angel leaned back further into Harry. He didn’t understand why this Demon was making him feel so safe. Louis knew that Harry was dangerous but … Louis wanted it. He wanted the danger, and he wanted Harry.
“Naw, Niall, see this! He likes Harry!” Liam cooed.
“No, he doesn’t! He’s just confused or Harry put in into some trance! No-one could ever like worthless traitors like you!” Niall exploded.
Liam snarled and his eyes turned black. “You know that we’re more worth than you pathetic little creatures. Being an Angel is nothing but a lie! You will understand one day!”
Louis whimpered and squirmed further into Harry’s arms, tucking his head under Harry’s chin and wrapping his arms around Harry’s waist. Harry wrapped his arms tighter around the Angel’s shoulders.
“Liam, calm down, please! You’re scaring Louis!”
“Sorry,” Liam said and his eyes turned back to brown.
“Niall … maybe we should go with them …” Louis mumbled.
“What!? Louis, this is definitely not you! What did he do to you!?”
“I didn’t do anything,” Harry replied. “What do you want, Silverwing?”
“Take me with you,” Louis replied.
Harry smirked at Liam and in a flash, Liam had Niall in his arms and dragged him along as the two Fallen Angels took Louis and Niall to hell.
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Piece of poop.
Oopsie plot twist! I didn’t plan it like that! Jeez, always new ideas in this crazy girl’s head.
You all are great. Just wanted to let you know.
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Kisses, Vic :*
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