Lost [h.s.]

Lost [h.s.]

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|h.s. fanfic| "Listen to me. You're mine now. You have no right to ask any questions, or talk to me. I talk to you, I ask you questions. I'm keeping you alive so you should be thankful." he snarled at me. "What? Y-you can't do that! You can't own me like this." I cried, squirming around in his grasp. "Try and stop me, love." he chuckled, pushing me back into a tree, making it even harder to escape from his grasp. I said nothing, knowing I couldn't do anything about it and hating that I couldn't. "Got it?" he asked. I could tell he said this for his own amusement, even though his face showed none. "Answer me." he said. I could tell he was growing frustrated at my lack of response, but I found it hard to speak at moments like this. "Yes." I sighed in defeat, dropping my head. "Why?" I asked weakly after a moment of silence, hoping he wouldn't call me out on asking him questions. "Because I can." he replied simply, smiling a bit.
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Insane

{Niall's Pov} I sat in my room with my back up against the wall with my hands over my ears. I wanted him to go away. I needed him to get out of my head. You did this... His voice whishpered in my ear. I shook my head and he laughed. You know that your the reason I'm gone. I stood to my feet and reached for the door handle opening the door leaving the room slamming the door shut behind me. I stepped back from it and felt someone's hand rest on my shoulder making me jump. I turned around seeing that it was my dad. "Niall are you alright son?" "H-He's not dead..." I muttered looking back at the door "Niall we've talked about this..." He starts and I cut him off and point at the door. He pulls me into his chest and hugs me rubbing my back. I shook uncontrolably hoping that someone would listen to me. No one ever did.

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