Toxic Lullaby {H.S}

Toxic Lullaby {H.S}

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"What is darkness to you anyway?" I spoke softly as my eyes follow his big hand, playing with the writing material. His movement stops in a quick halt as he process the words that left my mouth. His green eyes stayed focused on the board while my blue ones focused on his face, expecting an answer. "Darkness," he paused before turning his head to take a look at me with his piercing eyes. "I have a better definition of darkness, love. Other people find darkness terrifying because it is darkness. They think it's evil, scary, ugly and dark. They don't find comfort in it because darkness blind them and they can't see clearly once they got eaten by it. But I think for me, darkness is a comfort to those people who gets tired of the light. It serves as a hiding place for those who are getting chased by reality." "What do you mean?" "I mean that those people who likes light are dumb. They're idiotic. Light is never comforting, it suffocates our eyes. It blinded our minds and it lies."
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"What's a sweet woman like you doing here all by herself?" His voice is low and raspy, it's hot. He reaches down and tucks a strand of my hair behind my left ear, waiting for my reply. "I'm not sweet. Go back to your table." I tell him firmly. A glimmer of shock passes over his eyes, it's probably the first time he's been rejected. "Playing hard to get, I like it. I don't follow instructions though." he tilts his head as he speaks. "You're a tough shell to crack, I don't know how to read you." "Maybe that's because I don't want you to read me, maybe my pages are better off hidden." I respond, keeping him on his toes and being completely honest. // Maddison Levine and Harry Styles met one night at a grungy bar, she knows he's too pure for her. She turns him down using every last piece of self restraint she has, she can't have him. But Harry doesn't play by the rules, he knows what he wants and he'll get her at any costs; only he doesn't realise how exactly how much she will cost...

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