Dangerous Fellows Character X Reader

Plot Twists (All Fellows AU) Part II

You might or might not get Harry's part since I cropped it from a story I made an x number of years ago. But sadly I got no more ideas.

Also.... Do you want me to continue any of the plot twists to make a happy ending? Like Ethan's? Let me know.

PS, I edited Lawrence's part a little to make it easier to understand.

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Harry

"(Y/N), aren't you bored?" You heard your friend ask as you wandered about aimlessly around the large, dusty attic - your beautiful blue dress swaying lightly with every bit of graceful movement and matching perfectly the pretty smile that glimmered brighter than what was applicable to the glum atmosphere of the compacted space.

His presence was always so alluring and so calming that as soon as his first word plowed out of his soft lips and floated above the silence of the surroundings, you spun swiftly around like lightning to cast your attention towards whichever area it was that you had assumed he had emerged from to see him.

And see him, you did.

With his glowing locks of sparkling silver, comforting eyes of raw amethyst, white skin like unblemished porcelain, and heartwarming smile as angelic as his disposition. He was just as beautiful and as delicate as the day you first saw him that the expression he had on, as melancholic as it was, widened the smile you already had on your face.

This smile was short-lived however, as your mind rolled back on the inquiry he had made and the way he had delivered it. It was unusual and out of character that it quickly broke through the calmness in your brain and placed a deep sense of unease in your chest.

"Why do you ask, Harry?" You asked back, your voice overfilled with a flood of confusion that you did not bother hiding. You then tilted your head sideways as you shifted your foot to face the young man

You had been waiting for hours to speak to him - the friend that only comes out in the daytime. So much so that you miss out on other things just so you could spend some time with him.

Is this why he asked if you weren't bored?

Does he think you were pathetic for choosing to spend hours in anticipation for the time to see him instead of going out on a fine spring day to see old friends and neighbors?

Doesn't he want to be close to you anymore?

So many questions arose that you knew you had to put them into words. But then your lips settled with answering him first.

"I choose to be with you because you seemed so sad. You've been in this house since you were young but you never had a friend." You explained, eyebrows meeting and forehead wrinkling both from the feeling of disappointment building in your chest as well as the sadness that welled up inside you from the thought that he might not find you as interesting as he once did.

"But I don't want to keep you miserable by forcing you to stay with me... You should really be out there and free." Harry replied, his once saddened expression highlighted by a slight frown slowly shifting to that of one with a serene but regretful smile.

It was the look on his face that initially captivated your attention and the one that brought out a feeling or responsibility and overprotectiveness inside you. The one that made you want to stay longer than you should have.

You shook your head and smiled as you skipped towards his direction - your feet pattering against the creaky floorboards as you sauntered in a manner comparable to that of a child giddily strolling around the schoolyard or park.