Demons (Harry Styles Punk Story)

Demons (Harry Styles Punk Story)

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When I first lay eyes on him, warnings all around him screamed trouble. His tattoos. His piercings. Everything about him was dangerous. So why did I not take the precautions? Why did I allow myself to get involved with him? Could it possibly have been the way his green eyes would shine with amusement when someone automatically flinched when they were around him or the way he didn't say or do anything but yet somehow managed to make anyone near him terrified? Or perhaps could it have been the rumors that drew me to him? I'm not quite exactly sure what it was that could've drawn me to him. All I know is that I was naive back then, not really taking the precautions too seriously. I should've listened to them. I should've been careful. If that would've been the case, I wouldn't be in the position that today I still stand. It completely turned my world upside down and dragged me into a pit of evilness and darkness where everyone's own demons lurk around and are feared.
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NIALL: What in the world just happened? I choked at seeing this girl? And did a spit take when I actually got a good look at her? What the hell is wrong with me? LOUIS: I turn around because I'm sure that would have made Summer laugh. But she remains silent. Her hands are still doing something with my phone and the stereo. Her face is blank looking at Niall with her eyes slightly squinted. That's weird. Summer has laughed almost every time one of us does something funny. ZAYN: "But you're One Direction." I hear her mumble. She sighs. "And that matters because?" She doesn't need to be so insecure around us. She just needs to be herself. I know that's what Niall likes. She turns around, giving me a look and with her hands on her hips. "Do I need to explain it to you?" She says sassily. Then she giggles turning back around. HARRY: "Where do you want to go?" The way her American accent blends in with her awkwardness and sassiness is attractive. And it's also funny because Niall hasn't taken his eyes off her the whole time. Mission accepted. Niall and Summer. LIAM: I look at him with a smirk on my face. He furrows his eyebrows at me. "What?" "Summer will be here soon and with all of us busy with our interviews. I thought Niall could occupy her." Zayn squints his eyes at me and comes right up in my face. "What?" I back up laughing a bit. He backs off. "You're quite the mastermind." He gives me a nod of approval. SUMMER: Man, how are we living in a world where a normal teenage girl can't fangirl anytime and anywhere? This sucks. Please forgive the minor bad fanfic moments, such as where they meet, falling in love in a short period of time, and a couple of small character cliches.

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