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<li class="odd user_1" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background: transparent;"><span class="label" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background: transparent;">Niall:</span> "Where's the bracelet I gave you?" Niall asked holding your hand in front of his face. "Saved." you quickly said removing your hand from his, "I don't want to lose it." He knew you were lying. He had noticed that you had been more fidgety, more distant lately. All the sings were there. "I want you to go to rehab." "W-what? W-why?" you asked nervously, knowing that he discovered your secret. "You know why." he spoke quietly, "I know that you have been selling the presents that I gave you and I know what you need the money for. So please let me help you, let me help you heal."</li>
<li class="even user_2" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background: transparent;"><span class="label" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background: transparent;">Zayn:</span> You couldn't sleep, you were anxious, fidgety, needy. You slowly removed Zayn's arm from your waist, trying not to wake him up, before quickly running to the bathroom where your relief was hide, waiting for you already spread on a line. "What are you doing?" Zayn asked on the door frame as you were just about to inhale your relief. You didn't respond, knowing that not matter what you said, he already caught you. "You are not going to do this ever again, you are going to quit, end of discussion." he yelled angrily. "I can't." you cried. "Yes you can! 'Cause I'm gonna be here in every step you take, supporting you and helping you to get trough this. I won't lose you over this." He was angry, furious, disappointed, but most of all, scared.</li>
<li class="odd user_3" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background: transparent;"><span class="label" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background: transparent;">Louis:</span> You put the patch on your tongue, feeling the euphoria taking over your body as you pupils dilated. "I'm home!" You heard someone yelling. "Shit" you thought spitting the patch. Louis came home earlier than you expected. You tried to hide in the bathroom but your lack of coordination made you fall on your bedroom floor before you could reach the door. "What are you doing on the ground?" Louis asked entering to the room. You managed to stand up in your confusion, trying to avoid his gaze. "I was just looking for something that I drop." "What happened to you eyes?" He walked toward you, grabbing your chin to make you look at him. "Are you high?" You bit your lower lip not knowing what to say. "You can't keep doing this." "I need it." you whispered, your voice full of desperation. "You don't need it, you are better than this. I hate seeing you like this and I know that probably you are confused and hallucinating right now and I'll have to repeat you this later but I love you and I'm going to take care of you."</li>
<li class="even user_4" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background: transparent;"><span class="label" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background: transparent;">Liam:</span> "Why are your eyes so read?" Liam asked as you walked in the room. You had thought that your eyes were already normal when you came home. "Are they?" you asked pretending that you didn't know what he was talking about. "Where were you?" "I just went for a walk." you lied. "You know, you are going out a lot lately." "Am I?" "Y/N please stop! I'm not an idiot, I know what are you doing and you are going to stop right now." "Liam, it's not a big deal..." "Yes it is." he interrupted you, "You don't need to get high, is dangerous. What if you do something really stupid while you are high? What if someone takes advantage of you? If you are not going to take care of yourself then I'm going to. You are going to stop, end of discussion."</li>
<li class="odd user_5" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background: transparent;"><span class="label" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background: transparent;">Harry:</span> You were dancing and jumping around the club, you body full of adrenaline and euphoria. "Y/N are you ok?" Harry asked looking worried at you. "Yep!" you said before bursting into laugh. "Are you high?" he asked but you just kept laughing, "That's it, we are going home right now!" he demanded grabbing your wrist and drawing you out the club. "Oh c'mon! I was having fun!" you complained. "You don't need swallow pills to have fun." You blinked a few times at him. "How did you know?" "I'm not blind. You've been jumping around and laughing hysterically the whole night. Please promise me you won't ever do this again, you can have fun without the pills, besides is dangerous and stupid and I hate who you become when you consume them. Where is my Y/N?"</li>
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