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Him {¤/\/ /¬ ¤ | (] }

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"Tell me what you are Niall!" I screamed as he came closer and smirked. "TELL ME!" I screamed louder. He was still getting closer and closer while chuckling darkly. "If I told you, I would have to kill you. Now, tell me, does being tortured and being slowly killed sound like fun Christy?" He said darkly. "Fine. Tell me what Zayn and the others are then." I said. "Still the same princess." "DONT CALL ME THAT!" I screamed, then i ran. As I ran, I heard his calls and pleads. Then a cool wind rushed past me. "Dont run when people are talking to you princess. Its very rude." He said as his i thought was once adorable but now deadly accent rung through my ears. He picked me up and put me on to his back, as i hit his back and screamed. I didnt bother asking where we were going. We were going to his house. I had been living there ever since he saved me. From the monster i call dad. "Goodnight princess." He said as I fell into a dreamless sleep. Who would have thought he COULD be more terrifying then a baby penguin?
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I looked down at my stomach. A small bump was beginning to form, only if he knew. "Please don't go." I pleaded "I've wanted to do this forever, don't you want me to be happy?" He said grabbing his packed bag I sat on the bed we share in my apartment. Well the bed we did share, until he left. "Please, Niall. I love you." I begged "I love you too, but we're still so young and I know I'll make it far." I shook my head wishing I could wake up and see that this was all a dream, a nightmare at that "Niall I..." I trailed off, I was proud of Niall, I supported this, I supported it until I found out I was carrying our kid. 16 and pregnant, he'd leave me anyways, what would be the point in telling him? "Have some faith in me." He dropped his bag by the bedroom door and walked over to me, giving me the slightest bit of hope, he grabbed my face and kissed me "Bye, I hope I'll see you again." and he returned to his bag...leaving me.

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