I dont fall in love... (On Hold)

I dont fall in love... (On Hold)

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When you feel unlovable ... And then suddenly here he is.... The perfect definition of a flawless human being in your perspective... Right in front of you, willing to love you.... What do you do? You built up walls for a reason, but will he be the one that you're willing to take them down for? As Danielle just gets out of a bad relationship she's persuaded herself that she can't possibly fall in love anymore or ever again... But then Harry is introduced into her life and things change ... She finds out that he to has these walls built up... Will they both let each other in or will she end up heartbroken again?
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***completed*** NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON Harry Styles. The strange one. The freak. The one who was too kind for his own good, trapped in a world where his job was to bring people pain. Sophia 'Spice' Winters. The dancer. The stripper. The one who who trapped in a world where her job was to provide men with nothing but pleasure. -- "What don't you understand?" Harry seethed, his hands gripping the roots of his hair. "I'm not the good guy here, Sophia. I'm bad, everything about me is fucking bad." Harry looked as if he was about to rip his hair out, his wild eyes shinning with madness. He looked unhinged, raw and angry. It should of frightened me. That look alone should of been enough to send me running. He didn't look like the shy man I first met. He looked...crazy. His fingers were coated in red, stained with the blood of another. He didn't seem to care though. "If I was you Sophia, I would run away. Run as far away as you possibly can, because I promise you...An evil part of me won't let you go, and I hate myself for that. I want you to run away, to a place that I can't ever find you. You'll be safe that way."

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