A Royal Pain

A Royal Pain

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Sasha is a princess. OH YAY you may think but she is sick of the snooty dudes and shallow girls of the royal life until one night she meets a nice guy who understands her better than the others princes and his name is Zayn Malik. It may have been love at first sight but it can't be that simple with her being royalty.Now the question is he the one so she can make him king or is he just using her as a major jealousy factor over his ex Perrie. As if that was not enough her life may hang in the balance in her decision. Now all she has to do is not fall out of her heels on the way down the stairs while avoiding a dramaqueen prince. Ugh.Think you can handle it? Welcome to her life- A ROYAL PAIN
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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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