Infinite {a One Direction Fanfic}

Infinite {a One Direction Fanfic}

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I wanted to remember the memories, so I forced my body off of my bed and i trudged to my closet, I pulled the wooden door. Behind the white closet was a miniature box that I recognized. Hoping I'd find something inside, my delicate hands played with the latch and and my blue painted nails lifted the cap. I took each toy out one by one, a microphone, a stuffed animal, a buzz light year action figure, a batman action figure... and finally, a book. Slowly I opened it scanning a couple pages... When I was in second grade in primary school, I took an interest in writing, since then I've been writing a lot and my teachers have always complimented my work. Still flipping pages, I came upon a story, Crazy Stupid Beautiful Love, and I started to read. "Stupid girl, I should've known. He was just another boy, who played with girls' hearts, and leaves seconds later. It's just another day and I realize my whole world has torn apart. Today I found out that the guy I loved, loves somebody else. And he spilled all my stories to the world. All my secrets, all my wonders. I trusted him, and he let me down. Love is crazy, love is stupid, love is beautiful. But we will learn that in time. Someday I'll find the one who makes me happy, whom can make me smile, whom can sing me to sleep. Who can love me for who I am. Who is in love with me and all my little things." I smiled after reading that last line. All I've ever wanted to fall in love, have someone there for me, to kiss someone every morning, to love, to just be myself and not be judged, to find my Prince Charming... What I didn't know is that he would be found sooner that I assumed. The text continued on and on. I read the next pages like if it were the most fascinating story in the world. All that came to mind was one person. Harry Styles.
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"Why do you care?" he asks. But it's not soft. It's sharp, defensive, like he's already bracing for the answer. I want to tell him the truth. Because you saved me. Because you're the only one who makes me feel real. Because if you fall apart, I don't know what happens to the rest of us. Instead, I just say, "Maybe I want to understand." He scoffs, no humor in it. "You don't. Trust me." Silence stretches between us. Then he steps forward, close enough that I can see the way his hands won't stop shaking. "You already know too much," he says, voice low. "More than you ever should've." I don't look away. "Then tell me the rest." He shakes his head. "It's not your place. You don't get to ask." "But I am asking." He exhales sharply. "Jesus, Lily. This isn't a story with a clean ending. I'm not a mystery. I'm a goddamn warning sign. I'm dangerous." I flinch, but I don't move. And that pisses him off more. He takes a step back like he's going to leave, then pauses. His eyes flick to my jacket. In one quick motion, he reaches in and pulls out the burner phone. "I think this belongs to me," he says, tone sharp but quiet. No accusation. Just fact. I don't respond. Just watch as he slips it into his pocket, like closing a door I wasn't supposed to open. He looks at me for one long second, jaw clenched. "Go home," he says again, this time like a warning. And this time, I believe him. He crushes the cigarette under his boot, turns his back, and walks down the alley, leaving me standing in the dark. - Lily didn't ask to be assigned to him. Harry Styles is a name whispered like a warning, famous for his ink, infamous for everything else. Brooding. Untouchable. But Lily has a habit of looking too closely. And when she finds something she shouldn't, the line between curiosity and consequence begins to blur. He told her to stay away. She should've listened. - TW: emotional abuse, manipulation, drugs, sex, violence, trauma.

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