unusual; l.s+n.h

unusual; l.s+n.h

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“Do you ever get that feeling where you feel as if you need to write to express your innermost thoughts although no amount of words will express the emotion you’re experiencing? Yeah, well that’s how I’ve been feeling for the past few weeks. Maybe it’s the amount of fanfiction I’ve been reading, maybe I’ve been inspired. Or maybe it is just purely to escape the mess inside my head. Either way, I want to write. I want to create and I want to inspire. I want this ‘story’ to change minds. I want it to be happy, sad and all things in between. I want you to feel my emotions......" FUCK, I curse as I reread my supposed blurb I wrote, "THIS SHIT IS SO BORING, NO ONE WILL EVER WANT TO READ THIS!" I continue yelling. Well, I guess this isn’t the typical fanfiction, and it surely is no proper way to introduce myself or start a whole fanfic for that matter, but I want to change things up. Okay, I guess I’ll introduce myself now. Hi, I’m Leyla and this is the story of how I fell in love with someone who gets joy out of his two gay best friends.
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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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