Snow Angel; L.S.
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  • Reads 67,792
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  • Parts 30
  • Time 1h 22m
Complete, First published Dec 03, 2017
It was winter, the cold was unbearable.

You should take Louis' word for it. He never was allowed to leave unless his step dad threw him out in the snow without anything protecting him.

Left him out for hours then dragged him back in and threw him down into his room in the basement. 

All the time Louis spent in the basement he spent looking out the small window by the ceiling where he stacked a whole bunch of stuff to sit on. 

He definitely noticed the gorgeous boy in the building next to his. He was the snow angel Louis had been calling for,

But would he be answered when his prayers were running low?

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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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