dream

dream

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If you would like a warning about how this story goes then here it is: This story will not be the sort of simple love story you may want or expect and if you are looking for that sort of novel then you're looking in the wrong place. I'm not sorry. - Ariel Hill has had black and white dreams since she can remember. Never can she remember what the dream is when she awakes and, for her, life seems pretty pathetic. She lives in the same way each year, following the same continuous routine. Harry Styles is, well, there isn't much to say about him. He isn't rude, he isn't nice, he isn't sad, he isn't happy. He is just Harry Styles. Everybody pays as much attention to him as he does them - this being no attention at all. Both Ariel and Harry are strange in their own way but how do they meet if they live in their own stubborn, independent bubbles constantly? How do they mix? Can they mix? Do they want to? By all means carry on reading, if you must but you will only find out the answer.
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{completed} "I want to go home." I plead. "Do you? Because Lydia, I will take you home myself if that's what you want." He says lowly. I knit my brows together in confusion. He takes another step toward me. "But, don't you remember? There's people out there, Lydia." He steps right up to me and tucks a piece of my hair behind my ear. "People who want to hurt you." he continues. I feel tears well up in my eyes as I let out a sharp exhale. Harry leans down so that his lips are right next to my ear and I tremble in pure terror. "And this time..." I feel him speak against my ear. "I won't be there to save you." he whispers darkly. -- ~crumble ; verb -to break apart into small fragments especially over a period of time due to deterioration. ~ loving him meant risking everything. he was trouble and she knew it... but it was so hard to stay away. Harry Styles is a criminal. He has criminal friends and lives a criminal lifestyle. Lydia White has been a good girl her whole life. A twist of fate causes the two of them to meet. Lydia falls for Harry but soon discovers who he is. Now, he has enemies out to get him...and her.

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