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Hits [HS]

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Parts 6
Time 12m

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He was tobacco rolled up in white paper and placed between her lips. And she would strike a match and bring the flame close enough to touch him, watching the smoke billow. Pretending that he was good for her.

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How To Stop Smoking by DomDomDom97

"Love is the best kind of addiction." *** Rob is a smoker, it's a part of his bad boy image, a part he's not too happy to be losing. Olympia is supposed to be helping Rob quit, a job she has volunteered for but has no idea how to do. Quitting is never easy, but maybe a new addiction could help. *** "I don't do love, Olympia." Now it was my turn to raise an eyebrow. "Love isn't something you do, Rob. It doesn't happen because you decided that it would. It's like an addiction, you get a taste of it and it becomes all you ever want, nothing else matters." "So it's an addiction?" I nodded, "kinda like smoking then?" I shrugged, "Yeah I guess, I wouldn't know." "Prove it. Prove to me that love is an addiction, and I'll prove to you that I can quit. Deal?" *** my first book on Wattpad, please give it a chance:)

Addicted to You by BonnyWannabewriter

' One puff, and then a second. He simply couldn't stop himself from going for another drag. Just like he couldn't stop averting his gaze towards her sleeping figure, bathed in moonlight. One more glance and then I'm done. But he knew he was lying to himself; right from having their clothes being unbuttoned, to being an entangled mess together- the memory burns a vivid picture in his mind. The brown of her eyes- so warm, so intense, as if he knew looking deep into them was going to leave a mark on his soul. One more puff, and then I'd stop. But her skin, all soft and smooth seemed to inch closer, as though his touch was burning her to ashes. And she wanted to be burnt. Their moans were muffled within the confines of these walls, like the rings of smoke clouding his vision. Her lips that moved in complete sync with his own- disguising as his rehab, only to taunt him into relapsing. He looked at the cigarette in his hand and then at her, and just wondered- Why was I under the wrong addiction all this time? ' It has been some time since the war and most of them had moved on. But not her. She was trying to but one tempestuous night someone arrives at Hermione's doorstep like a hurricane. And the world comes crashing down at her feet. What will she do now? #slowburn #triggerwarning #mature content

Meet Me in the Hallway by GoldenHazandLou

*WARNING* Drug use and nonconsensual sex When Harry gets home, after he's dragged his sore body up the stairs, he lays on the tile floor under the scalding hot water in the shower, fully clothed, until it runs freezing cold over him. He tries to cry, to do something to make his body feel normal, but he can't. It's like his soul was torn from his body and left on that floor. He scratches at his skin and scrubs the parts of his body that aren't covered in clothes trying to clean himself of the night. It doesn't work. When he looks at himself in the mirror, his tongue is still blue from the pills, his skin is red, bruised, and cut from his nails, and there's still bright red lipstick stuck to his skin like a tattoo.

Unlike You by imadivergentfangirl

"You and I aren't so different you know," he points out, putting a cigarette between his lips and lighting it. "Yeah? How so?" I ask. "We both did something we regret, put in juvie for it, put in this dumb ass rehabilitation support group, and are on their way to hell," he starts. "But you know the greatest of them all?" "What?" "We got one way tickets, baby," he smiles, blowing his cigarette smoke in my face. ~*~ Copyright 2017 by imadivergentfangirl All rights reserved. This book or any portion may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

Hollow Highs [h.s] by rainyday_dark

She swayed in the scarlet crimson red, towards the end of her dream. The destiny of their encounter begins to turn. With this secret known to no one, she kept falling deeper and deeper down. Without a doubt, she could no longer return, even though she wanted to atone for the moon sang her a lullaby in the dark. * * A story of a girl recovering from her drug addiction and a boy who thought he had everything until he met her.

His felicitá by lornadirakano

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FIRST LOVE by akesha28

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