Trapped (Harry Styles fanfic)
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Last published Mon, Jul 7, 2014
What if you found your self in just one empty room chained to a wall, forced to keep your eyes open until daylight leaves you. But youre not alone, you cant see who it is.
Its just a shadow.
You can hear the whimpering.
Thats how Im feeling right now.
Trapped.
With someone I dont even know.
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