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Play Me Your Soul || H.S

Play Me Your Soul || H.S

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1963, London _________________ "You can't go," again, he was giving orders, it seemed, it was the only thing he was ever capable of doing. "You don't own me, Harry," for the first time in forever my voice didn't shake, "You are an arrogant, possessive, guarded and pig-headed aristocrat who can't face the fact that the world is not meant to be ruled by them," I was on the verge of tears, tears of mixed feelings and desperation, "Go back to Mary, go back to your freezing castle, and I'll go with someone who can actually smile and be kind, to laugh and feel." "You can't go" I threw my hand in the air, unable to find the words to send him straight back to hell. "Why, Harold, Why?!? Why, when you kiss me and then go back to her? Why when I let you do it knowing I'll wake up alone?" My voice had shattered, and all left of my initial tsunami of rage, was the teardrop that rolled lonely down my cheek, "Give me one, just one, good reason not to go and I'll stay." "I'll play you my soul."
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"Get out before I do something wrong." I said my voice hard and cold. I saw her stumble back a little before she took the support of the side table. She looked at me for a long time trying to decipher my emotions but lost. She made her way towards the door but suddenly stopped. She pulled out something from her purse and kept it on the table near the door. She turned back so that we could see her side profile. "I brought this for all of you. As an apology. I'm sorry for the hurt you all went through. I'm...so...sorry." She choked at last. I saw a tear roll down her cheek before she disappeared behind the doors. She left... Again.... ... Highest ranking: #1 in harryfic #162 in harrystylesfic

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