Obsessive (H.S)

Obsessive (H.S)

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Harry Styles
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"Rome harry! you were supposed to take me to Rome, Italy remember?" i held him in my arms crying "I do, i do remember Feed them strawberries for me ok?" he said before coughing
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I always wished I could touch the stars. I would always ask my parents if I could. They would always say that you would have to be gone to do that. I never understood that, until I got my legs chopped off. My parents whispered to each other "He'll be touching the stars soon." I was angry. Furious at them for thinking that I wouldn't make it. That I wouldn't survive. I looked at their wet faces, covered in salty tears, and suddenly felt a reason for pity. They had a reason to think that way. I stare at the stump. I looked up to the ceiling. Then I hear a baby cry to the room next to me. Someone just gave birth. The doctor walks into the room and holds a prosthetic leg in his hands. Cradling it in his arms like a baby. "So?" I ask. Expecting him to answer. "So what?" His response was weak. So much for being a doctor. "Is there a chance that I may be able to touch the stars soon?" He gives me a friendly, yet pitiful smile. "No sir. You'll be under the stars for longer."

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