Leaving Me Lovelorn (1D)**PRACTICE BOOK**

Leaving Me Lovelorn (1D)**PRACTICE BOOK**

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I'm guessing this is where I start telling you about myself. - Well, my name is Charlotte Harrison, I'm 15 years old, I'm in my third year of secondary education, or as some Americans call it, hell-like High School. - I can be very sarcastic and grumpy excessively and my clothing is not really equivalent to other people's style. I have (messy) brown hair, hazel eyes, and I guess you could say I'm a bit under the average height. - I've been using up a lot of my time by practicing dancing. I would really like to use that as a career later in my life. - Because I stopped practicing, I now have the singing voice of a dying horse. - I just moved here in London from Australia and I also happen to be a worldwide famous Youtube vlogger, along with some of my other friends. Other than all that, you could say my life is as normal as an immature teenager's life. High School is starting up again soon, and you never know, maybe this year's going to be an adventure of ups and downs.
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"I need you to be the put together one because I'm so fucked up. You've saved me." He whispers. "Carter, we saved each other." I mutter looking at him through my eyelashes. I lean into him, our lips not even an inch apart. "Sophia we shouldn't..." He looks hesitant. "Please, I need you." I almost started crying. "Please." I mutter one more time, my eyes begging for him. My body needing him. Sophia Carrington. She just moved from New York to California in search of a new life. When her life took a dark turn she's forced to leave everything behind. She just wants to finish her final year of high school, numb to the world, while learning to cope with the trauma she's endured. Carter Marquez. Newly single after being dumped by his girlfriend of two years. After losing his dad in a car accident he's fallen apart. The list of people he trusts is short, he hates letting people in. He's constantly trying to make up for his mistakes of the past, trying to find a new purpose in life. When the two of them collided, they instantly took a mutual disliking to each other. Misunderstandings and a dash of alcohol set a flame between them. Sophia hates the snarky remarks and stupid nicknames that leave his mouth. Carter thinks Sophia is just another trust fund brat. Soon their rivalry begins to dissolve and they learn that sharing the pain of their past can form connections they never thought to be possible. WARNING: This story contains mature topics such as sexual assault and drug addiction. Read with caution. Copyright © by lulustoriesss 2021

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