Addicted
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"Why can't you leave me alone?" He yelled shoving a hands on those brown curls and bringing them out in fury. Didn't he get it already? Didn't he sense it? Didn't he see that after everything that happened between us I was still there?
"Don't you act Harry Styles?" I sarcastically laugh as a lump forms under my throat. I was still there for him, It was hard to swallow now that he was staring at me like an idiot.
"What?" He stands merely an inch away from me and I take a glance of his flawless face. He didn't understand what he was doing to me, how he was breaking every bone in me, how he was silently killing me.
I didn't care, I was going to tell him anyways it was either now or never. "I love you Harry Styles" Before I knew it a tear fell from my face, More tears and I suddenly felt the urge to kick myself badly. I fell in love with a drunk, a drug addict, a troubled man, a tortured soul who didn't know the difference from rights and wrongs.
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Vindicated
I looked up at him, unsure of what just happened. I saw the blood glistening off of his gold H ring as he pushed my hair out of my face, scanning my eyes, making sure I was okay. "You should go back inside and find your friends. Go home and lock your doors." He said as he turned to walk away. "Wait!" I said weakly. He reached the end of the ally and turned around. "I don't even know your name." He paused, his eyes locking on mine before simply saying, "I'm Harry." then turning back around and disappearing into the night. WARNING: This book contains mature and adult themes, like violence, drug use, sexual assault, and other possibly triggering topics. Read at your own risk. - My twitter is @chlox1d, make sure you follow to stay updated! Happy reading :)Concluida![RED ROOM [H.S]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/254956273-256-k782053.jpg)
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{completed} "I want to go home." I plead. "Do you? Because Lydia, I will take you home myself if that's what you want." He says lowly. I knit my brows together in confusion. He takes another step toward me. "But, don't you remember? There's people out there, Lydia." He steps right up to me and tucks a piece of my hair behind my ear. "People who want to hurt you." he continues. I feel tears well up in my eyes as I let out a sharp exhale. Harry leans down so that his lips are right next to my ear and I tremble in pure terror. "And this time..." I feel him speak against my ear. "I won't be there to save you." he whispers darkly. -- ~crumble ; verb -to break apart into small fragments especially over a period of time due to deterioration. ~ loving him meant risking everything. he was trouble and she knew it... but it was so hard to stay away. Harry Styles is a criminal. He has criminal friends and lives a criminal lifestyle. Lydia White has been a good girl her whole life. A twist of fate causes the two of them to meet. Lydia falls for Harry but soon discovers who he is. Now, he has enemies out to get him...and her.
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