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    If pressed to find an analogy, Freddy would say Jacob Frye was the living result of someone casting black magic on a peer pressure PSA. He drank, he smoked, he broke into school buildings after dark. Jacob Frye was the boy parents warned their children about, and Freddy—well. Freddy was caught in his web.

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    “They didn’t have the scent I wanted, but I did get the milk,” a deep voice says and Louis startles, turning to find someone who is very decidedly not Zayn in his car. He’s frowning and bending forward to put his bag on the floor by his feet and Louis slowly unbuckles his seatbelt just in case he’s about to be murdered and needs to make a run for it.

    “The fuck are you doing?” Louis asks, eyebrows raised and voice high in confusion.

    The guy jumps then, sitting back up and looking at Louis with wide, wide green eyes. He looks around in shock and then back at Louis and blushes. “Uhm,” he draws out slowly and then continues politely with, “I’m very sorry. I got in the wrong car.”

    Or the one where Harry has a bad habit of popping in places he's not allowed and Louis just wants to kiss him.

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    18 Nov 2014

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    "Dance team is shit," Louis tells Harry for the millionth time.

    Harry leans closer for a moment, like he's about to tell Louis a super serious secret and Louis' throat closes up. He can smell the cologne Harry used this morning before school and the shampoo he washed his hair with last night; Louis feels lightheaded. "Yeah, only cause you're not on it."

    Or the one where Harry signs up for a dance class that Louis teaches. Incidentally, the class is for six year olds.

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    18 Nov 2014

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    Patrick turned around to face Pete, and Pete started talking. "You can disappear into thin air. You can get into someone's head and make them do things. You rarely leave your basement. And, apparently, unless someone slipped acid into my drink tonight, you drink blood." Pete stopped in front of Patrick, who wore an expression like a caged animal. "Are you a motherfucking vampire?"

    Pete watched Patrick swallow. "There's no such thing as vampires," he finally answered, his voice shaky.

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    11 Nov 2014