"What do you think you're doing?" I meekly speak. The person is now more prominent, towering above me. I can see that their face is blanketed by a mask similar to my own.
"I-I asked you a question." I try again, struggling to remain composed. I raise my 'gun' to hover before me.
"What are you going to do?..." The voice I can now make out as a man utters for the first time, as he menacingly takes a wide stride forward so his chest is now touching the barrel. "... Shoot me?"
That accent. That accent seems a bit too familiar for my liking.
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Addy White and Harry Styles, former childhood best friends, reunite after a three year separation, except, he's not the person she recalls. The once charming and endearing boy forever lost in her memories, is now corrupted and guarded. His only source of entertainment is making her life a living hell. All the while, she struggles to adapt to her new unfamiliar lifestyle of drugs, money and crime; this lifestyle stemming from a singular ring.
Was their unforeseen reunion a coincidence or the universe's inevitable plan for two star-crossed souls?
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❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
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