20 Days *1 Day Left*

"You want me. Every inch of your body wants me," he hissed, "You want me to touch you. You want me to fuck you". "You have twenty days left, Styles," I whispered looking at his delicious lips. "But you don't", he smirked and pushed me to his bed.


1. Preface

When I first laid my eyes on you, I knew you were not like anyone I have met. I knew you were trouble. That didn’t matter to me because you didn’t know me. You didn’t know anyone. But everyone knew you. And you played with everyone. It was fine that you did. As long as it wasn’t me that you played. But things changed… You came into my life. You gave me such pleasures unknown to me. You became like a drug to me. Every time you gave, I wanted more. I hated the fact that everything was just going to last for twenty days… Just twenty days…

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