Addicted.

Addicted.

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"You're going to kill yourself with those, you know." A gravely voice said behind her as she lit her cigarette. Snorting, she turned towards him, wishing he was just off with Harry or Niall or anybody from his boy band. Maybe even his girlfriend Perrie. She just didn't want him now. "What do you want, Malik?" She scoffed, vowing to never talk to him again. "To get us help." She met his chocolate eyes with her dark stormy auburn ones. "Because I'm addicted. You've become my cigarettes. You've become my drug. I'm addicted to you."
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Hi. I'm Audra Rayne. I live in Wolverhampton. You might not know me as... well, me. But You may be knowing Liam Payne (Obviously) from One Direction. So, you may have heard about Liam's sixteenth birthday party. (If you haven't. Then be patient because that's what I'm going to say next. Patience Grasshopper), so no one showed up and afterwards he thought everyone in his grade hated him. But no one hated him. He was very good to everyone. The only people who hated him were the high school bullies, who made sure that no one got the invitation. And how do I know that? Well, don't shove me away and hear me out, but I was one of them. Yeah, as simple as that. And to add it, the whole time he thought that I was his friend. (Wow, that makes me feel loads better.) And I was, sort of. Because after his party. I felt very guilty, very very very very very guilty. So, yeah. You probably know what happened. I left the gang of bullies and I became his friend. I had learnt my lesson. I was his only friend and he was my only friend. But he thought I was doing it out of pity. And I told him repeatedly that I wasn't. And then he finally believed me. And then. BAM. He's gone. And now he's in the biggest band in the world. And I want him back. Because... I love him.

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