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My intention was never to get involved with him in any way. All I wanted was to 'hit it and quit it'. Just like every other muscular conquest that I set out for myself. It's rare for me to even think twice about my actions and how they effect others around. But instead here I am with my hands trembling, my breathing getting caught in my throat and my heart beating harder than ever. There is no real explanation for any of this. I'm at a lost for words when I think of what i am becoming. Every attempt I make to figure it out leaves me to more confused than ever. I am not even sure on why I keep going at it. There is only one thing that I am sure of at the moment. And that is... It's all because of him...
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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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