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"Everything I touch dies." You whispered, tears in your eyes. "Then I'd love to die," I took your hand. "In your arms." "Why would you want that?" You asked. "I'm a bad person." "Just because we do bad things," I shook my head. "Doesn't mean we're bad people." "I am a bad person, because I do bad things." You nodded. "Then I'm the worst." I sighed. "But you're not." You closed your eyes. "You're the best." You were so beautiful then. But some people are just beautiful people. Not in the way they look. Not in what they say. Just in the way they are. And you were one of those people. I just hope you know that, because I won't be around to tell you anymore.
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My heart was beating and adrenaline was running through my body at a thousand miles per second. My hand wrapped around the door knob, but then I was pulled back painfully by my arm. I was whipped around and was face to face with a pissed off Louis. "Where do you think you're going, love?" He asked, and I gulped at how dark his voice sounded. The sane part of me was absolutley terrified of it, and I didn't like it, but the part of me that thought Louis was incredible was so turned on by his dark side. "Answer the question." He said as he squeezed my wrist tighter, and I winced a bit, but I didn't answer the question. "Were you trying to leave? Were you trying to run away from me?" He asked, and I felt his nails digging into my skin. I gave a small yelp of pain and then he was dragging me harshly by my arm down the hall again. He passed the room that I was staying in before and opened another door that was three doors down. He pushed me inside, and I couldn't see a thing. The room was completely dark. I began to breath faster because I've never been a big fan of the dark. I hated it. I didn't like what I couldn't see. I jumped as I felt a hand on my waist and my breath caught as I felt a surge of electricity run through me. I felt him pull me closer to him until my back was against his chest. His lips rubbed against my ear and he slowly whispered out "You can't leave, Harry. You're never gonna get away. I'm not gonna let you."

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