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Obsessed

LECTURAS 511
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Partes 9
Hora 15m

LECTURAS 511
Votos 25
Partes 9
Hora 15m

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I was sure it was all over, until I heard the door bell ring. The next thing I knew it was all black and I was chained up with tape around my mouth. Where was Louis ,what was happening ,and why did it have to be me.

DISCLAIMER:
This is just a story I just write what comes to mind. There is some sexual content and language involved, if that is not a story for you please don't read.
I am not making fun of the boys in any way and none of these events are true it is just a fanfiction please don't take anything seriously. Thanks xoTodos los derechos reservados

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I finally focus enough to see who it is. Jarred? I start panting worriedly. I try to get away from Jarred, scurrying across the hardwood floor, trying to make as much noise as I can to wake up Harry. I'm not loud enough. I manage to stand up, still not able to get anything to come out of my mouth. I trip over my foot clumsily and fall on my face loudly. 'C'mon Harry wake up, please,' I think to myself. I look up at Jarred and I see a fist coming toward my face. It hits me, shattering every part of the left side of my jaw. I'm starting to bleed rapidly. Just another love story... But do normal love stories involve a psycho ex-boyfriend who will do anything to get his 'love' back? Does a normal love story involve a forgetful past that leads unforgivable mistakes? How did I get wrapped up in this mess. Because I'm Ari Sage and I'm a magnet for disaster. Why? That's just one problem I'm trying to solve. In the end, where does the deadly situation lead to?

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