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xiv

[v]

"is he gone?" the lanky lad says,
the joint between his lips.

"mhm." i hum, though my
stomach sinks.

why does it feel this way?

"good, come back here baby." he
rasps, blowing the smoke from
his plump lips as he
opens his arms wide.

i nod, taking small strides across
the dirty wood panel floors,
crawling into his sinful arms.

"i'm sorry for ever hurting you." he
murmurs into my ear, his lips
replacing his words.

i shiver.

"callum, why are you here?" i ask,
standing from his arms.

"you called me." his
brows pull together in confusion.

"i-i don't want you." i shake my
head, taking small steps
backwards.

"then why am i here? why
are we smoking together? why
did we fuck multiple times?" he scoffs,
putting out the blunt before
cowering over my trembling body.

"b-because i'm afraid to be
alone, and you're th-the only one
that is here for me." i choke out,
tears threatening to spill.

"what a slut." he spits, before brushing
past my shoulder roughly,
grabbing his coat and exiting my
flat.

as he exits, something crunches beneath
his feet.

the flower crown harry made.

harry.