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I'm a model
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  • Parts 5
  • Time 41m
Ongoing, First published Jul 23, 2014
"I'm only famous because I want to be the light for many people who live in darkness." She told the interviewer. I rolled my eyes and scoffed. 

"Dude what's your problem. Why do you have such a strong dislike towards Amanda?" Louis asked. 

"Because she's fake and before you know it, she's going to 'start dating' to get more popular. I can't believe you believe all that crap. You know how fake those interviews get." I glared at him. 

"Harry, it sounds like you know her personally." Liam said. I didn't answer. All the boys were looking at me like I was crazy, well except for Zayn. He seemed to actually be on my side. 

~~~

"Amanda look over here!" The paparazzi screamed at me. Instead I did the exact opposite and kept looking forward. 

"Hey slut! Are you too deaf to do what the camera man wants you to do or are you fake with your nice personality?" Someone on the sidewalk said. I was trapped with the paparazzi and the group of people surrounding me. This was getting too much.
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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."