The Man In The Babies Room

The Man In The Babies Room

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The man stood over the babies crib, watching him sleep. He grabbed the knife off the night stand, running it over with his fingers. It was then when the door was slowly opening, a 6 year- old Liam payne stood, only in his boxers. He looked at the man, seeing the knife in his hand. "Don't, he's only 2!" Liam screamed. He ran down the stairs, looking for his mum. Little did he know, mum and dad were in heaven. ________________________________ Prologue(; guess who the man is? I'll give you a hint.... He's in one direction, but he is not Niall. Niall is actaully. Not on this story.....? :0 okay well, I'm having trouble picking the name for this. It's gonna be horror; romance; weird; I hope y'all will enjoy dis. I dont know if you guys can see emojis, but here are the ones that go with the story I guess........
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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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