Love Gone... WRONG (SEQUEL Harry Styles)
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"Hey look at that hot merchandise!" a boy said laughing and pointing at me and Elenor.
"Just keep walking." I said whispering in her ear.
Then the four boys started to run after us and me and Elenour ran to. But we were too late. They caught up.
Two boys grabbed me and the other two grabbed Elenour.
He trailed his dirty stubby fingers down my neck.
"Let's take our prizes home." the leader sneered.
OH SHIT!
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