Dice [h.s.]

"She was an angel craving chaos. He was a demon seeking peace." -Helen
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Their love wasn't supposed to happen. It was a mistake from the beginning. They met because of death. It's only right to end with it too, Right?
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//PREVIEW//
"Don't test me." Harry's voice was deep and fuming. His knuckles were white around the cold granite counter.
"Why won't you just tell me!" I shouted back, not giving up on this fight that easily. He's not gonna push me around.
"Because the minute I tell you is the minute I roll the dice." Harry lunged in front of me, breathing onto my face rigidly.
"I'm willing to take that chance." I whispered between our tension, pressing my body against his. Harry shook his head.
"Well, the dice have never been in my favor."
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VULGAR LANGUAGE AND TRIGGER WORTHY SUBJECTS. READ WITH CAUTION!
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POSSIBLY OPEN FOR TRANSLATIONS
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