Me - I wanna love like you made me feel. When we're 18.
Suddenly turns Irish
Me -We túk a chònce.
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"Care to explain?" Thomas asks. He shrugs his shoulder and crosses his arms against his chest as he clears his throat.
"I-I..Thomas..I just-"
"Ruby Hayden!" Thomas slams the table in anger with his fist making me flinch a bit. He approaches towards me with long steps. I look down quickly and he grabs my arms tightly.
"Do you even realize what is happening to you?" Thomas clenched his jaw. I look up at him with flattering eyes. Damn! I've never seen him this serious. He sure looks like a mafia leader now.
"You're stammering. You're flinching. You're scared to meet my eyes. You're not yourself." Thomas grits through his teeth. He grabs my shoulder and shakes me to face him. I look up at him and his eyes raging in anger. My heart is gonna blast out my ribs anytime.
"Did you hear me? You're not being yourself." He squints his eyes.
"Maybe this is me. Without the pills. This is the real me. I'm being myself." My voice coming soft and slow barely in a whisper. My eyes falling down not able to meet Thomas' new reaction.
"What did you just say?" Thomas asks, his hands leaving my shoulder and crossing against his chest.
"Maybe this is me. I want to be normal. Being away from the pills, I can be the real me. I can feel, Thomas." I say, my eyes fixed on my fingers and my lips tugging up in a smile remembering how mesmerizing it was to kiss Harry.
"I can feel, Thomas." He mimics me in an annoying voice. He grabs my shoulder again making my jump back in fear.
"What exactly are you trying to feel, Ruby!?" He shows me threatening eyes. I shake my head and bite my lips. I'm not going to tell him.It's mine and Harry's secret.
"Listen, you're not normal. You're made for these works. You aren't supposed to feel anything. Anything at all! You just kill and protect yourself." Thomas says, his eyes fixed on me.
"Then why am I protecting Harry? Wasn't I supposed to kill and protect myself? Protecting someone else includes feelings!" I shout at him and give a challenging look. He raises his eyebrows and a smug plays on his lips.
"Ah, I see. This has to be related with Harry. Right?" He asks me. I clear my throat and shake my head in the negative. "It's about me. I want to feel-"
"Damn it with the feels!! You're not normal! Get that inside your head. You're made to kill. And I'm the boss and I appointed you for my son's safety. So, you listen to me." Thomas leaves my hand and runs his finger through his hair angrily.
"Okay." My voice short and cracking. I was about to leave when Thomas grabs my arm and shakes the pills in my hand. "Take it. Now."
I nod and he stares at me while I take the pills. I gulp the pills in and show him my empty hand. He smiles at me and pats my shoulder. "Off ya go, ma rapper and make sure to rap like Eminem." He excuses me out.
I am really lost by his behaviors. I lift my shirt a bit and bring out the pills which I faked taking them. I dispose them in the dustbin and walk down the hallway with the briefcase in my hand.
Oh my! Did you just fool the Senior Harry Styles?
"Will you shut up for a sec?" I hiss at the voice. He scoffs and pouts his lips.
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Fanfiction"Will you forget about me in a month?" Harry asks with a sad pout. I squint my eyes completely taken aback of his question. "No, of course not. Why are you asking?" I cup his face in hands and kiss his lips. "What about six months?" He asks, breakin...
