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You left me and now you want me? // Harry Styles (vampire-werewolf fan-fiction)
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Ongoing, First published Apr 06, 2014
Lyric's pov There they are, the same green eyes I stare at when I was 9 years old.   “What are you doing here?” I ask. “I came to get you back.  I see you’re prettier than last time.”  He said.  He came closer to me and touched my face. “Let me alone! Don’t touch me!” I yelled. He puts a hand on my mouth. “Shhh.  Don’t scream.  You’re going to wake everybody.  Now, go to sleep.  I’m not leaving you again.  I love you.”   And he left.  I just stood there, crying.  
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  Lyric is a girl with blue eyes and curly/straight hair.  She's Louis Tomloinson' little sister.   Harry Styles, is a green eye boy with curly brunette hair.  He's a vampire.   What happens, when Lyric knows that the new guy at school is harry?  Would she let him love him? Or would she fight for herself?
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(You got here just in time to let me know I was worth saving) Everything is different, yet so eerily comfortable and the same. There's silence for a moment, and everything is still like the world is holding it's breath and waiting for the right moment to exhale. And then Louis is choking and gasping and his eyes are so wide and innocent and blue like deep pools of azure sea water in the Caribbean and Harry is chanting his name, whispering it softly into the air like a prayer. He rolls Louis on to his side and helps him clear the water from his lungs and he doesn't stop saying his name: Louis, Louis, Louis. He's pulling the older lad's body to his own, sitting him up and wrapping his arms around his shivering frame and rubbing reassuring circles on his back with his thumb and he still doesn't stop because all he can think about is: Louis, Louis, Louis.