●SUICIDAL LOVE●

●SUICIDAL LOVE●

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As I took a step into the cabin the warm feeling came up my body to my spin I exhale air as shivered a little I think I can take a nap in this cabin I smile to my self rubbing my palms as I shivered looking at the beds still arranged. Then I started to hear drips. Drip Drip Drip. The sound continued as it became louder I quickly turned and an angel was at the front of me. "Danny is that you..did you bring the pizza-" he stopped as he stopped drying his hair with his towel. My cheeks started to warm up I kept my eyes on his chest as I shivered. We just stared at each other.
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Prologue: I look down at hands, which are roped to the chair, and the same goes for my feet. The metallic red liquid, drips of my busted lip, onto my blue jeans. I hear mumbling outside the door, I can't really make out what they are saying though. I really don't remember why i'm here or how I got here, but I have a feeling in my gut i'm not gonna get out any time soon. well I should probably introduce my self My names Niall Horan, and i'm 19 years old, I was just visiting my best friend Liam Payne for the summer, but I now highly doubt i will ever see him again. I wonder what they want from me, it wont be for something good though I know it. I hear the door open, and foot steps coming towards me, I dont bother to look up from my pants. I hear the terrible sound of a metal chair scrapping across the floor. The sound stops right in front of me, I slowly look up to see someone dressed in all black, black skinny jeans, a plain black shirt, a black leather jacket, black boots, yeah you get my point. The boy sitting right in front of me is beautiful, yes i'm gay get over it, brown golden eyes that make you want to jump into them and drowned in pure joy, perfectly styles hair, it looks like he spends a LOT of time on that. "so blondie, your finally awake" he smirks at me, hmm, thats a sexy smirk "why am I here?" I ask sharply, he gets up fron his seat and sits on my lap, "you are here because you are now my..." "your what?" he slowly bring his lips to my ear and whispers "prisoner"

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