Reflections// H.S. 2
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  • Reads 297
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  • Parts 9
  • Time 1h 15m
Ongoing, First published Jan 16, 2019
"You don't remember me yet,"  He whispered,  slamming me back into the wall.  He put his hands on either side of my head,  pinning me there.  He was so close I could  feel his breath on me. His deep green eyes boring into me.  
"But you will." He pulled closer,  as if he was about to kiss me,  but drew back again.  

I was shaking,  terrified of this man,  of my emotions. 
He stared at me intensely,  and my body moved without me realizing it,  like I was a passenger.  I grabbed his hair and pulled myself closer to him, crashing my lips with his.
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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."