His Name Was Harry

His Name Was Harry

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I remember him like it was just yesterday. His emerald green eyes, those chocolate brown curls. I miss everything about him. That day on the streets was more than just kindness. He saved me, physically and emotionally. That's all I ever wanted to find in this life. How did it all end so badly?
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Hey internet people. So I'll update this story maybe a couple of times a day (because I'm really getting into it.) Give it a vote or even just a read, but I hope you enjoy it, there will be plenty of chapters and maybe even a sequel, we'll see. Here's a sneak preview ------------ “Never leave me, Harry…please.” I begged, my words muffled by my own tears. He shook his head and looked at me. His eyes pleaded, unfathomable words… “Violet. The day I leave you, is the day you order me away, not before, not after.” He declared. He didn’t seem to understand that I would never order him away; I would never give him up. I knew he was the most amazing person; he was one of a kind. He was mine.

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