Unstable
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Last published Fri, Nov 30, 2018
This story is not mine but SmilinForYa one. It have tree volumes: Twisted, Unstable and Corruption.
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"I came to warn you." He replied.
"Warn me?" I asked quietly, unable to look away from his gaze.
"You broke the number one rule, Claire." Louis stated matter-of-factly. "You betrayed us. But more importantly, you betrayed Harry. You gave Carlotta the location of his house, which resulted in him getting arrested. And in case you haven't noticed, Harry really does hate traitors."
My stomach plummeted just from the sound of his name. For 14 days straight, I have done nothing but tried my best to completely erase the name from my mind completely. And here I was, seeing the man I thought was dead-the man I saw sitting behind bars, alive in front of me.
"Normally the penalty for betrayal is death." Louis said, and my entire body froze. Fran immediately wrapped her arm protectively around me, and I saw Perrie sit forward a little, her blue eyes steadily trained on the pillow a few feet from her. "But Harry won't kill you."
"He won't?" I breathed.
"Of course not." Louis looked at me strangely, as if I was the one invading his apartment. "That would be like me killing Eleanor. It just wouldn't happen."
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