For Your Eyes Only - L.T

For Your Eyes Only - L.T

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For Your Eyes Only this story contains: - violence - sexual content - verbal and physical abuse - harsh language - heavy drug use - suicidal thoughts - trauma (story is being rewritten) ☆ "I just thought that it was funny that I'm literally in love with butterflies and you..." I trail off, I didn't exactly know how to explain it. "I kind of represent a bird?" He asks but he knew he was right, it was like he drilled into my skull and plucked out my thoughts. "Yeah.." I felt bad saying it now because I basically called him a killer. "Don't look so sad love, I like that," He smiles and looks at me with reassuring eyes. "You like the thought of me viewing you as a killer?" I pinch my eyebrows together. "Well that too, but I like the idea of you being absolutely terrified of me." He smirks and his eyes fill up with a devilish color. ☆ !! This story is pure fiction and should not be taken seriously. For entertainment purposes only !!
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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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