Here I am at gun point.
To be quite honest I'm not panicking at all. "All you are is a deceptive bitch!" He exclaimed. I smirked. He definitely wasn't wrong I am a deceptive bitch.
"Aww Harry baby, don't be like that" I cooed.
"Don't you dare call me that" he snapped
"You weren't saying that last night babe. In fact I think you may have said the complete opposite. I think you may have uttered the words 'Charlotte I love you!' excuse me if I'm wrong." I laughed. I wasn't making this situation any better for myself if I'm being honest. "Why don't you just put the gun down? we all know you wont shoot me" I smirked.
"How are you so sure?" he asked.
"Because you love me" I said. "Although the feeling may not be mutual you definitely love me" I winked. I stroked Harry's face with my index finger. "Put the gun down" I whispered.
He did as told and placed the gun down. "Was it all lies?" He asked.
"Yes" I simply said. "Don't be heart broken Hazza bear!" I joked. His face was covered in disappointment and anger.
"Don't you dare call me 'Hazza bear' you little slut!" He yelled.
"Aww Hazza bear is getting angry." I laughed. Harry began to raise his gun again.
"Char I think you might want to stop" Eleanor said. I could tell that she was scared Harry would shoot me but I knew he wouldn't.
"Don't worry El! My Hazza bear wouldn't shoot me." I smirked. Harry was getting more angry by the second. The gun was pointed directly at my heart. If he pulled the trigger, I would most likely die. "Go on Hazza bear! If you want to shoot me then shoot me."
He pulled the trigger...
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Deceptive | H.S
FanfictionCharlotte Smith was set a mission, make Harry Styles fall in love with her. He was heartbroken and she was fine however it gets more complicated than that. They are also in rival gangs which doesn't make the situation any better. ___________________...
