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Seeing through you (Harry Styles)

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احيانا يتوجب عليك ان تنسى آلمك في الحياة وتزهر حياة شخص تحبه 

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اعتذر عن اي اخطاء إملائية 

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اللهم اني اخذت ذنب ما قرات 
"متبرية من ذنوبكم" 

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Release Me by anna_rose01

Highest ranked- #10 in action 2/16/2017 A promotion. That's all I wanted. I didn't want to run for my life. I didn't want to be kidnapped. I didn't want to face death. I didn't want to find out my whole life was a lie. I just wanted a bloody promotion. Guess fate had other plans? **** The cold air fanned over my face as I opened the door. The exit door lead to the back of the building so it was pitch black. I leaned against the wall trying to control myself. Blood was running down my arm and head. My hair was stuck to my face from all the sweat and blood. Everything was spinning around me and the ground seemed like it was shaking. Groaning I sat down and put my head on my knees. He knows who I am. He knows how I look like. He knows where I work so possible knows where I live. I am not safe anymore... no where. While I was in my own world I heard faint sounds behind me but I didn't bother to look or run away. The footsteps got closer and I was pretty sure it was Walker's men. I should run. I should try to fight. But what's the point in trying to run away? He would eventually find me and if he has his way he would most likely kill me. If this is my fate then why am I trying to fight it? I felt someone harshly grab my waist and pull me up and I complied. They dragged me down the alley and into the busy street. I heard the opening of a car and the next thing I knew I was being thrown into a car. My head hit the hard leather seat and the door shut behind me. Maybe this is how my life will end. Maybe I should just let it happen. Maybe I was destined to die alone as a no one. With that I let the darkness consume me.

𝙉𝙤𝙘𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙚. | Z.M by v4ltomlinson

──── ୨୧ ──── 𝙄𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝘽𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙣 𝘼𝙘𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙢𝙮, 𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙞𝙨 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜-𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙪𝙧𝙠𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙧. 𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙖 𝙢𝙪𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙡, 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙪𝙣𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙖𝙡𝙨 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙩 𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙧𝙞𝙢𝙚. 𝙎𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙖 𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙩; 𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙗𝙤𝙮. 𝙏𝙤𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮'𝙡𝙡 𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙣𝙤 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙩𝙝, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙖 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙤'𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮 𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙣𝙚𝙭𝙩 𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙜𝙚𝙩 ──── ୨୧ ────

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𝖔𝖔𝖔. 𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑 {COMPLETED!} .*✰【a timothée chalamet fanfiction】 ↳ ❝ ℑ 𝔱𝔢𝔩𝔩 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢 ℌ𝔢𝔞𝔳𝔢𝔫 𝔦𝔰 𝔞 𝔭𝔩𝔞𝔠𝔢 𝔬𝔫 𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔥 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔶𝔬𝔲 ❞ ↳ ☾✧-ℴ 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘴𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘣 𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘰'𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘯. 𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘣 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘤 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥. 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨. - ↬✿⚘ ↳ →❝ we can't have hope this will work out! it's dangerous. ❞ → ❝ i'd rather have hope it'll work out than leave it to turn to dust. ❞ ↳ 📝: STARTED ~ 05/01/20 PUBLISHED ~ 05/04/20 COMPLETED ~ 09/22/20 <3

Am I crazy for wanting you?- A Harry Styles Fanfiction by shestyles

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You will do anything for me. by fayetypewrites

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Highest ranked- #10 in action 2/16/2017 A promotion. That's all I wanted. I didn't want to run for my life. I didn't want to be kidnapped. I didn't want to face death. I didn't want to find out my whole life was a lie. I just wanted a bloody promotion. Guess fate had other plans? **** The cold air fanned over my face as I opened the door. The exit door lead to the back of the building so it was pitch black. I leaned against the wall trying to control myself. Blood was running down my arm and head. My hair was stuck to my face from all the sweat and blood. Everything was spinning around me and the ground seemed like it was shaking. Groaning I sat down and put my head on my knees. He knows who I am. He knows how I look like. He knows where I work so possible knows where I live. I am not safe anymore... no where. While I was in my own world I heard faint sounds behind me but I didn't bother to look or run away. The footsteps got closer and I was pretty sure it was Walker's men. I should run. I should try to fight. But what's the point in trying to run away? He would eventually find me and if he has his way he would most likely kill me. If this is my fate then why am I trying to fight it? I felt someone harshly grab my waist and pull me up and I complied. They dragged me down the alley and into the busy street. I heard the opening of a car and the next thing I knew I was being thrown into a car. My head hit the hard leather seat and the door shut behind me. Maybe this is how my life will end. Maybe I should just let it happen. Maybe I was destined to die alone as a no one. With that I let the darkness consume me.