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Demons // harry styles

Demons // harry styles

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Harry Styles
He sprinted through the woods, a sheen of sweat coating his forehead. Tears streaked the young man's face as he ran from the demon, but no matter how quick he made his legs pump he could not escape. Its claws slashed at the back of his shirt, piercing his skin; like a knife would butter. The boy didn't even cry out. He saw a break in the trees ahead. "Help!" He screamed desperately, as he forced his way through bushes to get to the road he could see through the trees. "Help!" He heard the demon shriek and stop its pursuit as he dashed out into the middle of the road. He heard a deafening honk, and his head whipped to the left. Before he blacked out, he saw a blinding light.
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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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