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Contact (A Liam Payne Dark Fanfiction)

Contact (A Liam Payne Dark Fanfiction)

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"What are you doing?" I pretended to just wake up, but really I've been awake ever since she started tracing my tattoos. I normally mind when a girl touches me. Normally a girl doesn't touch me. But when she does touch me an addicting electricity shoots through me. I can't get enough of it .. her. "Which is your favorite?" She asks sweetly. "The gears on my shoulder blade. They represent the chaos in my life. But somehow, it all works together," "You're so deep and cute," she tells me while shaking me head through her fingers. There's the electricity. "I'm not cute," I tell her for the hundredth time. She shakes her head contradicting me. I wondered if she's done this with Rhy before. He's my best friend, I hated having Natalie break up with him for me. But she wanted it. I wanted it too, don't get me wrong, but I didn't push her to do it. I never pressured her to cheat on him with me, and I knew she wouldn't.
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""Ok, I admit it may not be the smartest idea to smile and act all cutesy to some stranger but he seems different, I feel safe with him. Suddenly a tiny whooshing sound can be heard followed by a loud thump. I crane my head to see my best friend unconscious with a tiny dart in the side of their neck. Oh, that isn't good. "Sorry beloved," whispers a velvety voice. Slowly everything goes fuzzy and my thoughts become watery. Why does my arm hurt? I turn to my arm to see a dart similar to the one my friend got hit by. Oh... Definitely not good."" **Completed** **This is the first story I've put online, it's under edited n has mistakes but I wanted to share it. I'm slowly making changes to the grammar n vocabulary but other than that it's finished**

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