Savior
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Harry Styles
"Don't ignore me, Dawn." He said through gritted teeth, grabbing my wrist in his hand. "You promised me to do it!" "You shouldn't have gotten involved with me, Harry." I mumbled, trying to get out of his grip. He stubbornly continued to hold onto me, not letting me go away again. "I know that I shouldn't have, you've said that way too many times, but I'm going to do it anyway." "Please listen at me for once!" I exclaimed, frowning deep, and feeling how my eyes started to water. "Don't, I don't want you to get involved more than you are already! I was fine alone, you know." "No, Dawn. That's the thing, you weren't." Dawn has always been used to her lifestyle; Waking up, eventually get insulted, going to school, going home, get insulted, and then sneak out to go to the gym. And that's how her life have been these last three years, and it finally makes her getting used to it all. With just a few friends in her life, one as close to her as a brother, she's trying to not drop her facade and fail her act. She've built up this brick-wall around her, and is determined to not let anyone besides her friends ever know about the wall, and why it's so necessary for her to have that wall around her. But when that facade falls down, who will be there to collect her again, help her to build herself up again? Who will be her savior? ***
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***completed*** NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON Harry Styles. The strange one. The freak. The one who was too kind for his own good, trapped in a world where his job was to bring people pain. Sophia 'Spice' Winters. The dancer. The stripper. The one who who trapped in a world where her job was to provide men with nothing but pleasure. -- "What don't you understand?" Harry seethed, his hands gripping the roots of his hair. "I'm not the good guy here, Sophia. I'm bad, everything about me is fucking bad." Harry looked as if he was about to rip his hair out, his wild eyes shinning with madness. He looked unhinged, raw and angry. It should of frightened me. That look alone should of been enough to send me running. He didn't look like the shy man I first met. He looked...crazy. His fingers were coated in red, stained with the blood of another. He didn't seem to care though. "If I was you Sophia, I would run away. Run as far away as you possibly can, because I promise you...An evil part of me won't let you go, and I hate myself for that. I want you to run away, to a place that I can't ever find you. You'll be safe that way."

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