One day later.
(12:34) Missed call from Unknown
(01:43) Unknown: im drunk adn i haate evything
(01:43) Unknown: but i louve youu
(02:13) Missed call from Unknown
(03:11) Unknown: i lov e you
(03:12) Unknown: a lot
When Max woke up on that slow, sleepy Sunday morning she had to pinch herself to make sure she was not still dreaming. She found these messages screaming at her from her phone screen.
She didn't think twice as she swiped across and clicked delete.
Didn't think twice, because she knew that if she lingered on it she wouldn't be able to get out of bed. She would be too numb to even feel the ends of her fingertips.
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Sweet Tooth [HS]
FanfictionHarry Styles is a rockstar and a millionaire and he's always in the tabloids for his bad boy behaviour, and he's even in the campaign for the newest Dior cologne. And Max is not. She is not a rockstar nor is she a millionaire and she isn't a bad gi...
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