Creating Catastrophe
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The thing with having a fictional boyfriend is that you don’t know what to do when people start posting on your fictional boyfriend’s account. It’s weird actually.
“Who are you?” I whispered into the dark since I couldn’t see the person.
“Who do you think?” A deep voice answered me and I instantly recognized that it was a guy.
A flicker of a light blinded me and I recognized that we were in the janitor’s closet. The guy’s face came into a view and I recognized him instantly. No shit.
“Hello there. It’s me, the real Finnegan Harvard.”
Shit. It’s the real Finn.
“Finn.” I whispered softly I thought I was the only one that could be able to hear it.
“Yeah, it’s me. Finn.” He emphasized the 'Finn' part. He grinned at me and he looked devastatingly handsome but when his eyes changed and he glared at me I wanted to run away. He looked dangerous. Before I can do that he pulled me again and the light was gone.
The darkness swallowed me again.
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