Obsessed With The Thought Of You. .

(One direction Love Story)

Avery Richards wanted nothing more then to fall in love.To be loved. She used to be called a good girl. That never happens anymore. Its just a little hard to be a good girl when dating a bad boy. Or in better words forced to.

"Pick the pieces off the floor,I don't want them anymore because I didn't break it, I just made every girls silly mistake"


4. Nightmare

The strangers strong grip loosened as he quickly disappeared off into the darkness. I looked frantically around trying to get a glimpse of who ever it was but there was no one. Only me and the cold dark night.                                                                                                                                                    

Fear finally setting in for the hundredth time tonight I found myself running as fast as I could down the sidewalk making my way to the porch.I didn't care anymore how much I wanted to stay away from my dad I was much more concentrated on getting far away from here as possible. As much as I didn't want to admit it I was probably more safer with my abusive dad then I was out here in the dark..

I quickly opened the door walking inside to see my dad sleeping on the couch. He was most likely waiting for me to get home so he could yell at me some more. I walked past him as slow as I could trying not to wake him up. But of course with my luck my foot got caught on the rug making me tumble knocking the shoe bin over on the way down.

My heart stopped as my dad shot up from the couch with an angered look plastered on his face. "Where the hell have you been Avery"  He snarled as he walked closer myself quickly backing up towards my room.

"Where have you been young lady it is 11:30 at night, You know your curfews 10:00"  He yelled again bringing his hand up about to smack me. Before he could I ran to my room slamming the door an locking it. "Get out here this instant Avery Lynn "and start explaining" he hollered banging  on my door.

I ignored him falling onto my bed. The thoughts of the terrifying events played, the fear almost paralyzing. Thousand of questions running though my mind. Who was this guy and what the hell did he want with me, How did he know my name ?

His rough voice replaying in my mind over and over making my body shiver. "You will be mine"

What the hell did he mean by that ? By the way he approached me I had a bad feeling that If we ever meet again it definitely wouldn't be by choice.  Another question striking a nerve making me feel uneasy would he hurt me? but If he really did want that wouldn't he of done it right when he had the chance.  He obviously knows who I am, he already admitted to have been watching me. Should I tell someone or would I only make it worse for myself like in the movies getting other people involved always makes it worse.

Maybe It was just someone trying to mess around and I would never cross paths with this person again. But as I laid there wrapped up in my blankets staring out my window I knew this wasn't the last time I would see him. My life was a nightmare.

Only if I knew my nightmare was just beginning.



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