Soter || H.S

Soter || H.S

  • WpView
    Reads 213
  • WpVote
    Votes 19
  • WpPart
    Parts 5
WpMetadataReadOngoing28m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Jul 15, 2014
Britney is a simple student with a simple life. Her boyfriend is a moron but she thinks He is the one. He continues ignoring Her and shagging other girls but she doesn't know. She meets Harry. Wavy brown hair, Emerald green eyes, Sweet accent, Kind personality. She didn't notice His dangerous side if He wants something, even if there's no way to get it. ~ "And you're?" Britney asks, tears streaming down her face. "Your Soter," Harry replies, His voice kind of shaking. "What is Soter?" She almost screamed. "Soter is your saver, defender, helper, and savior."                                                               _________________________________
All Rights Reserved
#125
britney
WpChevronRight
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Stockholm Syndrome (Larry Stylinson)
  • Back Up (One Direction Fanfiction) COMPLETED
  • BSM: The Lifestyle
  • Little White Lies (Harry & Liam Fanfic) **EDITING**
  • 18 Going On 30 || h.s. au
  • Emotions → Harlena
  • stunt (h.s.)
  • Issues // H.S. // A.U.
  • DEFENCE // LARRY STYLINSON // LOUIS TOMLINSON
  • Let Me Show You How to Love Yourself (Larry Stylinson) ✅

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."

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines