.Lost.

.Lost.

lichellaw
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Harry and Maddy were best friends. They grew up together. They did everything together. They were their first everything. They lost their virginity at each other. They even did a promise together. "We are here together forever. Doesn't matter how or what. It's us. Forever. I will love you until our last piece of air we breathe." He said and smiled at Maddy and she smiled back. "You promise that Harry?" "Yes, I promise Maddy." Her smile grew even wider. "Then I promise that to." Maddy whispered and they kissed each other. They were each other's everything. Until Harry met four other boys. They became friends and everything changed. Harry pushed Maddy away and forgot about her. He got tattoo's, piercings, drugs and he drank a lot. Party and party and party. One-night stands. And soon he became a womanizer. But he still watched her from far away. Before school. In school. After school. At midnight. But still, he broke his promise, or not? Is it too late or can he still hold his promise? We never know...
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Deceptive {H.S}

"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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