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Zayn
The sound on my alarm makes me groan, I snuggle further into Levi, not wanting to wake up. But the alarm sounds as if it's getting louder by the minute and my anxiety gets the best of me. I bolt up and run towards the dresser to turn it off. My fingers shake after the noise is gone. God, why am I like this? Why is my anxiety so bad that I get scared of my own alarm clock waking someone else in the neighbourhood up. I sigh then turn towards Levi who's on the bed. I smile wide because he is so cute. My older sister got me Levi when I was moving away. He's as big as me, his fur is white as snow. Levi is a giant teddy bear. Yes, I'm a cuddler and since I'm hopelessly single, Levi is my cuddle buddy. I've never had a pet, so Levi fills that gap too.
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[a/n this is Levi James, he is mine, yes he exists. I got him for my brother yet ended up keeping him myself xD he was so fucking expensive I love him with all my heart and i thought why not feature him in my works!]
I walk upstairs, my room is in the basement. I recently moved to this small town, people here call it Ethiopia, it's not even on the map. When i suggested to my mother that I wanted to move here, she went crazy! I've spent all my life in the city, she said, I would never survive. Yet I'm pretty good here. I like to make myself happy by thinking that she was just trying to stop me from moving because I was so important to her. But I like peace and quiet. So I'm here.
I walk into the kitchen, a yawn escapes my lips. Today is the day I start working at the library. I've always dreamed of working in a library. And I didn't even know this library existed a few days ago. The credits go to a short, mean chestnut haired guy I met at a cafe. All I wanted was a job. He said and I'm qouting here "I can't have twinks working here, go bug Styles, he'll love you" I wasn't all that offended. So what if I'm more of a reciever than a giver? If my man, who sadly I still have to find, wants me to call him Daddy, you bet your ass I'll call him Daddy. I like to be good. It's weird I know. Then I went to the waitor at the cafe, he had blue eyes and bleached blonde hair. He told me that Styles was the owner of the local library, and he'd let me work there gladly.
So I went to Styles. He was a tall, handsome man with long brown hair. I think I might have fallen in love with him a bit. He was so precious. I was blushing the whole time.
That leads to me standing here making breakfast, getting ready for my plain day at work. Nothing out of the ordinary would happen,
Right?
____________________ So a short classic prolongue? This story might have a major daddy kinkxD opps, and you might have noticed [if you've read my other stories] that i changed my style a bit and this story is in first person pov! The pov will be indicated at the top right hand corner of each start. I hope you guys liked thsi short thing! More is yet to come.
