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Obsessed

Obsessed

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Hey I'm Madison. Well I prefer Madi. Im just moved to England about a month ago in summer, But I don't really like it. I don't because well all my friends are back in the U.S so that leaves me here alone for everything. That means for school to. "Madi!" My dad called from downstairs. I groaned got up. Yeah today is the first day of school that's why I mentioned it. I walked over to my closet to pick out a cute outfit. I found a pair of pants and a blouse that buttons up. I was happy with my outfit so I slipped on my TOMS and left without makeup since I hate it. I ran down the stairs and got an apple for the ride over there. "Hey Shortie" My dad said behind his newspaper. I smiled at his comment. He comes up with the most craziest names for me. "Hey big guy" I said since I had no other comments that I could think of. I heard him chuckled and sip his coffee. "Liam told me to tell you that he will meet you at lunch." My dad told me. Liam is my twin brother who moved here a couple years ago with my mom. It's complicated to explain why my family didn't move at the same time. "Okay." I smiled grabbing my lunch money from the counter and shoving it into my pocket. The bus horn beeped signaling I had to run outside. I made it out and got on. All these kids were on and it looked...trashy. I sat in the front seat and a freshman kept poking me, but I let him do it anyway. By the time we were at school I was annoyed by the kid. When the bus stopped I quickly got off and headed straight towards the doors. Until some guy stopped me. "Well look boys! We got a need one" He said in a deep thick accent and was smooth. I studied his face. He had a lot of piercings in his face. Also a lot of tattoos I saw through his shirt. "Yeah well this "new one" is leaving" I saw and walked off with all my bravery I had left. So that's the intro! Hope everyone likes it.
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"Why do you care?" he asks. But it's not soft. It's sharp, defensive, like he's already bracing for the answer. I want to tell him the truth. Because you saved me. Because you're the only one who makes me feel real. Because if you fall apart, I don't know what happens to the rest of us. Instead, I just say, "Maybe I want to understand." He scoffs, no humor in it. "You don't. Trust me." Silence stretches between us. Then he steps forward, close enough that I can see the way his hands won't stop shaking. "You already know too much," he says, voice low. "More than you ever should've." I don't look away. "Then tell me the rest." He shakes his head. "It's not your place. You don't get to ask." "But I am asking." He exhales sharply. "Jesus, Lily. This isn't a story with a clean ending. I'm not a mystery. I'm a goddamn warning sign. I'm dangerous." I flinch, but I don't move. And that pisses him off more. He takes a step back like he's going to leave, then pauses. His eyes flick to my jacket. In one quick motion, he reaches in and pulls out the burner phone. "I think this belongs to me," he says, tone sharp but quiet. No accusation. Just fact. I don't respond. Just watch as he slips it into his pocket, like closing a door I wasn't supposed to open. He looks at me for one long second, jaw clenched. "Go home," he says again, this time like a warning. And this time, I believe him. He crushes the cigarette under his boot, turns his back, and walks down the alley, leaving me standing in the dark. - Lily didn't ask to be assigned to him. Harry Styles is a name whispered like a warning, famous for his ink, infamous for everything else. Brooding. Untouchable. But Lily has a habit of looking too closely. And when she finds something she shouldn't, the line between curiosity and consequence begins to blur. He told her to stay away. She should've listened. - TW: emotional abuse, manipulation, drugs, sex, violence, trauma.

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