London Calling (N.H)

London Calling (N.H)

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, May 31, 2018
"Arghh!" With a week left on her holiday, Ashleigh now has a stained jacket to deal with, but as she looked into the eyes of her culprit something inside her changed... Ashleigh has had a tough life, bullied by family and people at school, abused and neglected. Its no wonder she has a tough time trusting people and opening up to strangers. Keeping to herself and staying out the way was something she was used to, She always thought she would grow up to be alone, no one wanted to be friends with her so why would anyone love her, Until a stranger came along... Can she forget about her past and move on? Will she be able to trust this stranger? The one thing Ashleigh hated was being noticed... So how will she survive the attention when she's linked with a world famous boy band member? WARNING: CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE, DEPRESSION, SELF-HARM AND SEXUAL CONTENT
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"Come on, do it, curse, scream, yell at me, hit me, do whatever you have wanted to do all these years." He just stares at me, not doing anything. "Do something! I made a mistake, and I am paying for it, and as if watching you, letting go of yourself as I'm not able to do anything is not enough! I have to watch our friends suffer the consequences of my mistakes. Our friends are done with our bullshit, Harry. And quite frankly, so am I..." Silence. "Say something for God's sake!" I yell, and I look up just to see him with his head bowed down and his shoulders shaking as he sobs . This is all my fault. This is my mess. ... "I believe you, just like I should have from the start." He says gently, and I just cling on him more as I feel his warmth and hear his heartbeat. "Your heart is beating so fast..." I whisper as if it was a secret. "It's beating for you... Always for you, it never stopped beating for you."

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