Lovely Souls
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Lydia Johnson is your average teenage girl. At least that's what everyone thinks. Lydia Johnson is an 18 year old girl with what everyone thinks is a "Perfect Life". Perfect parents, perfect boyfriend, perfect house. But no one really knows what actually happens behind the closed doors of the Johnson Manor. All the abuse, pressure, and dirty little secrets. Lydia didn't think her life could get any worse. That is, until she met Harry Styles. Harry Styles is your average bad boy. All the girls swoon over him. With his curly hair and his mesmerising green eyes, he was the complete package. When Lydia and Harry meet each other at the local pub, they hook up. Believing it was only an One Night Stand, she didn't think she'd end up falling for the arrogant bastard. But, the heart wants what the heart wants, right? But then again, I could be wrong. You'll just have to wait and see.... ~Warning: this story contains explicit content such drugs, sex, and language. Read at your own extent.~
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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."

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