I boarded the plane to America and sat down watching the clouds fly past
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'this is bad, really bad' I thought as I scrolled through twitter.
"luke Hemmings gone"
"has he been killed"
I looked around and there was two people who where staying at this hotel who has a Australian accent like mine and she looked over at me
"what are you starin it?" she shouted
"you!" I shouted back and she grimiced
" don't you little slut" She growled and I flipped her off walking into my hotel room
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I fell asleep on the soft bed. Darkness over took
"Lesley" I ran to her as she stood straight. I hugged her and pulled away realising she was cold. I looked at her and she looked like she had just been dug up. It was horrible. Luke watched smirking at me, his eyes dark..
I woke up shaking. These dreams are back. I would be lying if I said I wasn't scared....
"What have I done" I muttered
I head a banging at the door and I opened it slowly, nobody was there so I panicked and shut it..
The windows flew open an I shut them confused.
"what's happening" I whispered
"oh hun, you think I'm really gone?" I heard Luke's voice and I whimpered. I looked around and he wasn't there. He couldn't know where I was. could he?
Sorry for short paragraphs. I just really sleepy and I don't know wha I write😟
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Psycho
Fanfiction'my dear. This isn't wonderland and you're not Alice' What happens when Ashley dreams of a boy but by chance meets him the next day? Not in normal situations. Not on the streets but helping out in a asylum?
