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Spree |h.s|

Spree |h.s|

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Jul 25, 2023
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"You shouldn't be here". The exasperation from her voice was evident. Blood trickled down her palms, and quietly splattered onto the concrete. As her eyes fixated on him, he felt small beneath her gaze. "I had to make sure you were okay". He spoke lowly, trying to make it come off as nonchalant. She rolled her eyes and stepped towards him, his breathing instantly quickening. She inhaled slowly through her nose, "I don't need anything, especially from you", she seethed harshly bumping his shoulder, making him stumble. Her heels clicked against the concrete, echoing throughout the small space. "Avery please". He pleaded, hoping it would change her mind. "Go home Harry". ----- SEXUAL CONTENT / VULGAR LANGUAGE / MENTAL HEALTH / VIOLENCE All rights are reserved to: @hxxstiles
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"Come on, do it, curse, scream, yell at me, hit me, do whatever you have wanted to do all these years." He just stares at me, not doing anything. "Do something! I made a mistake, and I am paying for it, and as if watching you, letting go of yourself as I'm not able to do anything is not enough! I have to watch our friends suffer the consequences of my mistakes. Our friends are done with our bullshit, Harry. And quite frankly, so am I..." Silence. "Say something for God's sake!" I yell, and I look up just to see him with his head bowed down and his shoulders shaking as he sobs . This is all my fault. This is my mess. ... "I believe you, just like I should have from the start." He says gently, and I just cling on him more as I feel his warmth and hear his heartbeat. "Your heart is beating so fast..." I whisper as if it was a secret. "It's beating for you... Always for you, it never stopped beating for you."

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