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"A bird can't fly if her wings are broken," he whispers in my ear.

I used to think it was cliché to live life going to parties every weekend, getting drunk and waking up next to someone you didn't know. Or thinking you were the "different girl", because you didn't even know your own mother. Meanwhile, plenty of Luther people have their own demons they are battling, and they think they are the different ones. 

I thought moving to America with my dad was going to be a great thing. I thought I could finally make myself new. But things never really work out for me when I want the to. 

I tried to avoid him as much as possible. He just gave me some kind of feeling, the feeling I used to get when I was on a roller coaster, or speeding down some back road, or even downing a few shots in a row. He didn't even have to do anything, he just had to look at me. His eyes burnt through me, like he could see every little memory I had hidden away from everyone. 

It scared me, he scared me. But no matter how hard I tried, he wouldn't leave me alone. I didn't know it then, but we weren't just running into each other by coincidence. He craved knowing what was going through my head, he wanted me to feel weak and pressured, he wanted me to feel small and helpless. But most of all, he wanted to know me. 

Unfortunately for him, I don't tell everyone my secrets. I don't trust so easily. And I most certainly do not fall for the boy in black clothes.All Rights Reserved

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Unlikely by art_lovin_ary

I got more and more annoyed as he drove up, parked and unmounted his bike. He pulled off his helmet and shook his head, noticing me there staring at him. We just stared at each other, neither moving, neither speaking. He started to make his way up his driveway, not even bothering with a greeting, so I called out to him. "Hey! Where've you been?" I tried not to sound accusatory or angry, and I succeeded. Though I sounded more hurt than anticipated. He stopped and walked towards me. He walked kind of slowly, like he was trying to avoid me. I stood on the steps, fighting the urge to walk towards him so we could talk. Never ever did I think I'd want to talk to him, yet here I was. Once in front of me he stayed at the bottom step, not climbing up further. He said nothing and I repeated my question once again, "Where have you been?" He shifted then just replied with "Out." "Out?" I repeated, getting refueled with annoyance. "That's it? You've been missing all day and all you have to say is you were out?" "Fuck, dude, what are you, my mom? I was out! Are you trying to keep tabs on me or something?" I was angry at him, and started to feel feelings towards him that I haven't felt in months. I stepped down two steps to look at him eye level, ready to argue with him. But, rather than open my mouth to fight, I found myself staring at his tired gaze and freezing for a moment. I didn't want to fight with him, and I saw he didn't want to fight with me-at least, that was my hope. I let my glare fall and closed the distance between us, wrapping my arms around him in the tightest hug I could muster. He seemed shocked, remaining rigid in my arms until I quietly muttered, "I was worried about you, jackass," into his neck. He just sighed before relaxing and hugging me back.

Off-limits Series: Never Enough by den_of_lion

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Happily Ever After-A Childhood Fairytale (Completed) by xHappilyEverAfterx

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I Am Bree - Book 1 by WriterByNight12

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I got more and more annoyed as he drove up, parked and unmounted his bike. He pulled off his helmet and shook his head, noticing me there staring at him. We just stared at each other, neither moving, neither speaking. He started to make his way up his driveway, not even bothering with a greeting, so I called out to him. "Hey! Where've you been?" I tried not to sound accusatory or angry, and I succeeded. Though I sounded more hurt than anticipated. He stopped and walked towards me. He walked kind of slowly, like he was trying to avoid me. I stood on the steps, fighting the urge to walk towards him so we could talk. Never ever did I think I'd want to talk to him, yet here I was. Once in front of me he stayed at the bottom step, not climbing up further. He said nothing and I repeated my question once again, "Where have you been?" He shifted then just replied with "Out." "Out?" I repeated, getting refueled with annoyance. "That's it? You've been missing all day and all you have to say is you were out?" "Fuck, dude, what are you, my mom? I was out! Are you trying to keep tabs on me or something?" I was angry at him, and started to feel feelings towards him that I haven't felt in months. I stepped down two steps to look at him eye level, ready to argue with him. But, rather than open my mouth to fight, I found myself staring at his tired gaze and freezing for a moment. I didn't want to fight with him, and I saw he didn't want to fight with me-at least, that was my hope. I let my glare fall and closed the distance between us, wrapping my arms around him in the tightest hug I could muster. He seemed shocked, remaining rigid in my arms until I quietly muttered, "I was worried about you, jackass," into his neck. He just sighed before relaxing and hugging me back.