When the light loses it's touch

When the light loses it's touch

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The faint crackle of the record player is short lived before it is engulfed in piano chords ranging in pitch. The sun, drooping lower now, softly caresses the tips of their ankles all the way down to their toes, the light wood flooring below their bare feet beaming under the suns opalescent observation and the subtle dust floating in the air drifts falling in time with the breeze that lightly gusts its way into the apartment, wafting the lace curtains the open window is caressed by. . . . Where Louis is in love with Harry (maybe be a little too much), and Harry is in love with Louis (possibly more than he should). or The one where Harry and Louis are in love and it's sunset, there's a gentle piano sound coming from the record player and it's all okay, and it's all safe.
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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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