Always Finding A Way || hes

Always Finding A Way || hes

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"so you're just going to run away?" he asked, stopping me in my tracks. "you are going to just walk away from the people that you love because one thing went wrong?" i turned back to him. "yes. i'm running away because what i am now, is not who i want to be. this was a choice that you made without me and you have to live knowing you did this." harry's mouth opened only to close back again. he knew i was right. he did this to me and now he had to suffer the outcomes of his own selfishness. "will you ever come back?" the question everyone was waiting to be answered. though they wanted an answer i couldn't insure. so, with silent tears blurring my vision, i whispered back, "i wouldn't count on it." five single words i have come to regret.
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You would be surprised how much only two words could affect you. He said them with great confidence and a hint of something that made the hair on the back of my neck stand straight. It made me want to call all my friends and family and have them enrolled in the Witness Protection Program. His hands went to my hips, fingers digging deep into my skin; keeping me in place. I kept telling him to stop, let me go, to leave me alone. But he would just smirk or laugh as his friends would have to repeat themselves to me once more, "He's always got what he wants." I don't care if he has. I mean who would? After many squirming sessions and my annoyed pleads, he finally let me go. I walked through the restaurant doors and sat at the booth my friends were at. Maybe I should ask my friends if they know him? But I only know his first name, Louis. Who is this Louis character? It doesn't matter, it's not like I'll ever see him again. #1 FOR PUNK LOUIS TOMLINSON !!

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