Flirting With Danger (A Harry Styles Fanfic)
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  • Reads 87,360
  • Votes 1,051
  • Parts 15
  • Time 1h 21m
Complete, First published Jan 11, 2013
I cant see....and its dark.
My abductor, Harry is his name i think, Hastily pulls me through the forest in between rough trees and plants that are more than likely poisonois. His tight grip is no doubt chaffing my senstive skin to bit but he doesnt slow down or even look at me.
"How much farther?" It slips out of my mouth before i can stop it and its so quite I i dont believe its reached his ears.
"I SAID STAY QUITE" He barks turning sharply and starring at me with his intense stare.
We start to walk again, Harry tightens his grip
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(You got here just in time to let me know I was worth saving) Everything is different, yet so eerily comfortable and the same. There's silence for a moment, and everything is still like the world is holding it's breath and waiting for the right moment to exhale. And then Louis is choking and gasping and his eyes are so wide and innocent and blue like deep pools of azure sea water in the Caribbean and Harry is chanting his name, whispering it softly into the air like a prayer. He rolls Louis on to his side and helps him clear the water from his lungs and he doesn't stop saying his name: Louis, Louis, Louis. He's pulling the older lad's body to his own, sitting him up and wrapping his arms around his shivering frame and rubbing reassuring circles on his back with his thumb and he still doesn't stop because all he can think about is: Louis, Louis, Louis.