Under The Willow Tree

Under The Willow Tree

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Harry Styles
"ouch"' i hissed at the pain in my stomach as harry kicked me. Yes i am a bully victom..my bully is Harry Styles, hes been beating me for three whole years now. Im glad its senior year after this no more harry..hopefully. Between all of this pain i go to my favorite spot in the woods..a willow tree that i can call my own. one day while i was at the tree i met a boy..named louis. what will happen now? will she be able to have a love story with louis while harry is there, read to find out,
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"Harry." I begged. I fisted the front of his t shirt between my fingers; the sharp pain intensified as his teeth grazed the skin. His breathy laugh fanned over the area as I desperately struggled against the male's hold before he continued to draw blood to the surface. The sensation was somewhat eased with the attention of his soft lips. But Harry wouldn't allow me that comfort for long, nipping hungrily at my neck with his teeth. I gasped when his tongue licked over the newly sensitive skin, planting a few kisses. He blew over the sloppy wet spot, igniting a chill through my entirety. Harry stepped back smirking as I yanked my arm from his large hand. My fingers drifted up to my neck, sucking in a sharp breath when I dabbed over the sore spot. I whimpered in fright as he drew closer. "You're mine now." He spoke in a hushed tone.

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