Escape *One Direction* / Discontinued

Escape *One Direction* / Discontinued

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My parents were awful. They were mean and abusive towards my sister and me, and their first priority in life wasn't to care for their children, but rather spend hours upon hours obsessing over money and ways to get it. All they wanted was money, and my sister Carla and I had to deal with their shit. They hit us, shouted at us, forced us to work crazy hours to make them happy, made us steal from innocent people.... The list never ends. I wanted to have a good life- parents who actually cared about how my day at school went, a good university to study at, and get a job and make money for myself. But no, they didn't want to send me to college- refused to pay, rather- and every penny I made went toward their alcohol and partying budget. I had to do something, or else my lousy parents were going to ruin me and my sister's futures. *Edited* by @thisismahliife Warning: cussing, may contain suggestive themes. (Please don't be alarmed when you see the publishing date, they grow up as the story goes on) *this story is currently discontinued, I might finish it sometime soon, but that'll be a long time away*
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My heart was beating and adrenaline was running through my body at a thousand miles per second. My hand wrapped around the door knob, but then I was pulled back painfully by my arm. I was whipped around and was face to face with a pissed off Louis. "Where do you think you're going, love?" He asked, and I gulped at how dark his voice sounded. The sane part of me was absolutley terrified of it, and I didn't like it, but the part of me that thought Louis was incredible was so turned on by his dark side. "Answer the question." He said as he squeezed my wrist tighter, and I winced a bit, but I didn't answer the question. "Were you trying to leave? Were you trying to run away from me?" He asked, and I felt his nails digging into my skin. I gave a small yelp of pain and then he was dragging me harshly by my arm down the hall again. He passed the room that I was staying in before and opened another door that was three doors down. He pushed me inside, and I couldn't see a thing. The room was completely dark. I began to breath faster because I've never been a big fan of the dark. I hated it. I didn't like what I couldn't see. I jumped as I felt a hand on my waist and my breath caught as I felt a surge of electricity run through me. I felt him pull me closer to him until my back was against his chest. His lips rubbed against my ear and he slowly whispered out "You can't leave, Harry. You're never gonna get away. I'm not gonna let you."

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