I sit on toilet watching the spray paint slowly disappear from the wall. "What the..?" I stop myself, staring intently at my wrist.
L O U I S
Have I been marked by this Louis?
unknown: ur mine, dakota.
Ian isn't going to be happy when he hears this. I quickly text Ian, but slowly remember Ian doesn't have his phone on in class.
unknown: why dont we take a nice long walk, baby?
me: never!
unknown: don't be so negative.
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The Devil's Angel | l.t. | completed
Fanfiction"it's hard to smile when the devil is watching you." { copyright @ rachel (stylesadxre) }
