Guess I failed
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I stumbled back and just stared blankly at him for what seemed like forever until he finally interrupted my thoughts.
"Well?" He raised an eyebrow at me. "Say something."
"I...I don't know what to say." I muttered.
"Anything." He took a step closer towards me and reached for my arm.
"Don't touch me!" I screamed and slapped his hand. I didn't want anyone laying a finger on me and Harry is the worst of all people to do that. Why do I even think he is attractive? He is heartless.
"Hey!" He growled and grabbed me. I struggled to escape but his grip was too strong.
"Stop, don't hurt me!" I screamed. This always happened to me. He wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up.
I started to cry and swatted at him but he was too strong for me.
"Shhh!" he carefully sat me down on the floor. "I'm not trying to hurt you."
I sniffled and buried my face between my knees.
"Hey..." He sat down in front of me.
I just sat there and cried. Why? Why me?
"Look at me." He said in a calm voice. I shook my head. "Sierra, Please?" He asked. Why is he being so nice? It's strange. I looked up at him and my eyes instantly connected with his. "You're eyes are beautiful...I mean...shit, sorry I didn't mean to say that out loud" I blushed, biting my lip and regretting the words that had escaped my lips. He just laughed.
"Thanks." He said and smiled.
His hand reached up and lightly cupped my cheek, and I didn't stop him. I should have. This is wrong. He is the enemy...right? But he's not acting anything like anyone told me he would.
"You look beautiful." He whispered and began to lean closer to me. Our lips were nearly touching, and he slowly closed his eyes.
Then he stopped.
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In The Past
FanfictionSierra was a 16 year old girl with a normal, boring life. She had everything planned. Everything was crystal clear for her until she ran into him. He changed her. She saw the light in him beneath the darkness of his appearance. He changed her perspe...
