Wicked Games
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  • Reads 50
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  • Parts 8
  • Time 57m
Ongoing, First published Jan 17, 2015
I saw a guy last night. God, his eyes were mysterious and I craved to know him. His thick dark brown curls flooded into my memories from last night. It was unforgettable. Incomparable. The atmosphere had changed as he had strolled into the crowded club. And now, there was no way that I could stop my mind for thinking about the 'What ifs' and I knew that I couldn't focus without seeing him again. But how? How would I ever get to see him again; minus the fame, minus the paparazzi, minus the screaming girls. All I had was a name. Harry Styles.
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[✓] ∥ It all happened in a split second. One moment I was on his back, and the next one I was lying on the ground, watching the man who would be responsible for my possible disabilities run away. The woman was sitting and had her back against a near-by wall, and from what I could see, her eyes were wide and she was shaking. I would be too, if I wasn't paralyzed. Literally. A few hours later, well, just about 20 seconds in reality, she slowly stood up and observed me with horror in her eyes for a few moments. I looked back at her, seeing as that was the only thing I could do to let her know I was still alive. "Dear lord, child, what have you done?" She whispered, looking down at me. "I need..." I could barely choke the words out. "I need you to call the ambulance." Copyright © 2014 by funkystyles