Philophobia and its Ironic Consumption (sporadic updates)
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Its a weird itching sensation. It stings and makes your skin crawl whenever you go without it for so long. But you can't get rid of it. No matter how many times you try to change, no matter how muh you promise to stop it just keeps. coming. BACK! It's so overwhelming that it burns yours skin and claws at you from the inside out until you snap and induldge on its sweet, bitter, and filthy content.
If Harry had to describe his addiction thats /exsactly/ how he would do it. And when he's done, breathing heavy, body numb, mind hazy and covered in hot seduction; he has the overwhelming feeling to clean up after himself before he dose what he despises most.
On the other hand, his addiction brings him something gorgeous. it embodies peace and courage. All he's ever wanted and never had. But it forces him to conquest his biggest fear and break his only rule.
Dont. Fall. In Love.
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