Deranged
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Ongoing47m
Last published Thu, Oct 15, 2015
Hide and seek was always fun as kids. Getting lost in the woods was exhilarating to me and Chelsea. This time was different, it wasn't only us playing. We were playing with him to. I love him but so does she. Surprise surprise, he loves both of us too.
"I'll find you two, I always do, my beautiful two girls." he yells as his voice echoes throughout the woods. I hide behind the thick bare tree. We're supposed to be inside of the house, having fun at the masquerade ball. He suggested we ditch and come into woods behind the house. I hear his footsteps come closer and closer to the tree I'm hiding behind.
"I always seem to find you first though. Why is that?" Harry whispers into my ear. I slowly turn my head to be met with his face a mere inches away from me. He stands in front of me as he takes my face in his two hands. "Who knows" I say to him as I straighten my back against the tree and put both of my hands on his forearms. I stare into his eyes as he leans his forehead onto mine.
"I want to kiss you so badly it hurts Radley" he tells me as his lips ghost over mine. "Too bad. Your dating my sister. You had your chance." I say to him as I rip his hands off my face and start to walk into the direction my sister ran into. I look back over my shoulder to see him in the same place he was when i was in front of him. His hand is in a fist against the tree and his other hand seems to be grasping the tree turning his knuckles a bright white colour.
"FUCK!" he yells as he immediately turns around and walks up to me. "I can't do this any more. I need both of my baby's. I'm too selfish to only have one." he says as he crashes his lips onto mine ad takes my face into his soft but rough hands. He slides one hand down my side and grips my waist tightly through the material of my dress. It sure to leave a bruise, a reminder of tonight. At that moment I realised that there was no way I could let Chelsea have him all to herself.
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