Can't Lose You

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i grinded my hips into his, pressing  my ass against his crotch. His hands 

were on my hips, holding me, his fingers dug into my skin, his free hand 

stroaking my sides. his finger tips grazing my thighs 

All while Harry was watching me, clenching his fist together as he watches 

me from a distance dancing with a stranger, his teeth grinding against one 

and other, his defined jaw clenched tightly, i could almost hear him growling 

at me Like an animal; No he is an animal, a hunter, a predator and I was 

his his. He had caught me first and he didnʼt like to share, especially not with 

a stranger. 

i watched on as he furiously pushed his way through the drunk, dancing 

crowd . I untangled myself from my current dance partner and I headed a 

different direction; desperate to get as far away from him as possible, i 

wouldnt want to be anywhere near him in the state he was in. Unlike Harry I 

smoothly danced through the crowded, attempting to blend in. finally i 

reached the exit and escaped from Harry. 

The bitter breeze washed over my exposed skin causing a shudder to roll 

down my spine. i rubbed my hands against my arms which goose bumps 

hand already formed on. My footsteps echoed through the empty streets of 

London as ran to an unknown destination.  but i could feel that i was not 

alone, i could feel his presense, my heart started to race. my pace 

quickened slowly turning into a jog, i didnt know where i was going, all i 

knew is that i had to escape him. 

i rounded a corner, curse words spilling from my mouth; why the hell did i 

have to go and dance with some stranger?! its like my body almost craved 

trouble, it yearned for harrys rough kisses and aggressive thrusts 
for the first time i finally looked up and noticed that i was now in tight dark alley way,
no noise except the click of my heels could be heard. Fear  

immediately struck my mind, i could barely even see the light at the end of 

the alley. 

i gulped the knot that had formed in my throat and sped towards end of the 

alley, i sighed a breath of relief as i noticed his foot steps were no longer 

audiable.  but suddenly his raspy voice reached my ears "where do you think 

your going" he whispered. i could almost feel his hot, minty breath stab 

against my cold, pale cheeks. 

my head snapped to the direction in which his voice came from. there was 

nothing there. 

i breathed heavily, my eyes furiously flashing to each corner of the pitch 

black alley way. a high pitched shreik escaped my lips as i felt a large hand 

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