Devilish [h.s.]

"You don't scare me, Harry." I held my ground, even as my heart pounded. I wasn't about to show weakness. Not to him. Not ever.

"You should be scared, sweetheart." His voice was low, like a warning. His eyes locked on mine, dark and intense. "Shadows bite, you know."

I didn't blink. "Then I guess I'm not afraid of getting bit." He stepped closer, his breath warm against my cheek.

"You will be. One day, June. One day, you'll wish you stayed in the light." I smirked, refusing to let him see the fear that crawled up my spine.

"I've never been one for playing it safe, Styles."

"Careful," he murmured, voice like a velvet snare, "some games, you don't get to win."

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