"I loved you more than my life Louis."
I don't wanna believe it, it's not true anymore. It was past- and past is never meant to be repeated.
I let his shirt go but still placed my hands on his broad chest, as i looked at his face trying to read it but failed.
He was blank, cold.
"If you loved me then why did you got me arrested that night Harry?" I asked softly my voice low as i looked at the tattoos peeking out of hsi shirt.
He never had tattoos. This looks new and fresh.
"To make your life better. To make your future better than the present and past, i wanted to be with you happy and without a care in world or afraid to get arrested." He says and it felt like a burden on my chest as a knot swell in my throat.
"Not once you tried to understand me, put yourself in my shoe and get to know what I've been through and what i want to be." I said as i can feel tears tickling my eyes making him looks away.
"Being a criminal is not something you should want-"
"I will always be a criminal to you right," i asked as i trailed my hands down his chest and torso stopping at his hips.
He looks down at his hips as i took a hold on his gun, that he has tucked in his trousers. His face was blank as i pulled it out and looked at it.
He said he's not a cop anymore, then why is he carrying a gun.
"Always a liar, a betrayer, a fcking criminal is what you'll always be in my eyes sunshine." Suddenly he grabs my hands and flips so that my back is against the wall and he's pinning my hands above my head.
He grabs the gun from my hand and trails it down my arms stopping at my cheek, his dark eyes following with it making my breathing pick up.
"H-harry...how d-did you-"
"How did i changed into this?" He chuckled, "You don't know anything Louis. I'm not that good cop anymore, I don't fight for the government anymore. I'm not a slave of this blind law... I'm,"
My breath hitched as he leaned down closer to my face and runs his nose over my right cheek, his gun pressed to my left cheek.
He stops at my jaw and turns his face so his lips are near my ear, "I'm your death."
Goosebumps rise on my skin as i left his lips touch rught below my jaw, where my bond mark should be.
It's empty and now it's burning from the touch of his lips making my knees go weak and i whimpered as i lost my balance, but his hands held my hips and i held onto his shoulder for support.
I shut my eyes as his lips touched the spot again, and again. He was kissing it, setting my skin on fire and my heart burn with desire.
His husky whisper making my hands shake as he whispered again' my skin, "I'm gonna make you suffer your whole life, gonna make it miserable so so fcking miserable that you'll beg me to kill you."
His fingers dig in my hips abd i threw my head back to my left side exposing my neck to him as he trails soft light kisses over my neck and throat.
"I'm going to," he kissed my chin before i opened my eyes my lips parted as i gazed into those dark eyes staring back at me and he whispered "ruin you."
And he kissed me.
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Sweet, so sweet and delicious, he's a fcking addiction. I cupped his jaw with the hand I'm holding my gun and wrapped my other arm around his waist as i pulled him close.
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