Opal Oscar is an American girl living in a city full of people who treat her like she's a punching bag. She made herself shut off, become emotionless, numb, in attempt to show that she "didn't care" how she was treated. Living with practically nothing, Opal believed there was no hope in her life, until Niall Horan, a boy from a different town, started making her question her everything. Opal fights to find her emotions again, when she tries to find a safe place in Niall's heart.
"You're mine," he growled into my ear. "Not Niall's, not Zayn's, not Louis', and especially not Harry's. You're mine, and I will do what it takes to make you mine."
"Are you sure you're not out of time?" I looked at him over the rim of my glass filled with beer.
"I might be out of time, but I can fuck you better than any of them."
"Alright," I placed my glass down. "Then prove it."
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