Plan B
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"I'm not going to be your Plan B, love." He said and the pain in his eyes was unbearable. I opened my mouth, trying to protest but he was faster than me. "I know you still love him. The way you look at him is the way I always wanted you to look at me but we can't fool ourselves, Josie. I love you but I can't be with you if I'll never fully have your heart." All those things I haven't said, those three words, I have been failing to say for such a long time were chocking me and all I could do was stare at the amazing young man in front of me while my heart was slowly breaking into pieces. How can you be sure you truly love somebody? Where even is the difference between love and friendship? And most of all, how do I get out of this mess that I had created myself?
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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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