You'll be mine... (Harry styles)
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Ongoing, First published Jun 13, 2016
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He admired her for many reasons, such a sweet innocent girl, wavy brown hair, green eyes, a smile that could light up the darkest day, her harmonies laugh, she was most definitely an angel in disguise.

"I was 16 when I first laid eyes on you, what a wonderful day that was, I remember it like it was yesterday. It was a Tuesday I remember because we had maths first lesson, it was my favourite lesson only because I got to sit next to you, 3 years we sat next to each other but not once did you notice me. I felt invisible to you, like I was worthless " Harry said.

" Harry why are you telling me this now? It's been 6 years can't you let me go?" She whispered


"Let you go my darling sophia ? Why would I let you go? I finally have you, your mine now. Okay?" Harry smirked bringing his lips to my neck and gently kissing it.

"Okay" I whispered, fear clearly woven in my words

// sexual content, strong language and violence will be featured in this story, if you don't like it don't read it\\
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