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Awaiting
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Ongoing, Unang na-publish Jul 28, 2020
Mature
Maggie didn't know that one tiny incident could invite a whole damn circus into her world. Everything about her life changes once her eyes laid on that beautiful beast.

---Preview---
He takes a huge, intimidating step forward which almost instantly makes me take a step back. His large arm rests elegantly on the wall next to my head, contradicting his tight grip with his left hand on my shoulder. The deviant smirk that plays on his lips makes my stomach twist.

"Silly little girl" he tuts. "Think you could've gotten a sneak peak while I was out?" 

I can hear how loud my heart is beating, and I'm pretty sure he can too. Its so odd how he can just change his personality in a second. Yesterday he seemed much nicer - well nicer for him. "I - no.. I was just looking for my phone" I tried to sound brave but my stupid stuttering gave it all away. 
Damn you Maggie. 

He reaches his arm down to my thigh and I hold my breath. What is he doing? He noticed my reaction which made him smirk again. He reaches into my pocket and pulls my phone out which makes him grin from ear to ear because he knew he caught me. Oops.

"You mean this?" he asks, referring to my phone in his hand. I gulp and then sigh knowing I'm at a dead end. I gather up my courage like I did every time this happened. Oh well here we go again. He opens his mouth to speak 

"I thought you would've learnt by now"

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I am in no way saying this is how Harry Styles is in real life. He is an amazing human - remember twpk 

Just in this book he may appear to be... how do you say...psychotic-ish?

Contains: mature content, drug references etc.

//Not completed//

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