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<li class="odd user_1" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background: transparent;"><span class="label" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background: transparent;">Harry:</span> "What are you doing?" Harry asked walking toward you. "Just smoking a cigarette" you said Inhalating one more time, letting the smoke infiltrate in your lungs. "Since when do you smoke?" He asked confused. "Since today. It reliefs stress" "No" He shook his head "You don't need this" He removed the cigarette from your hand and trew it to the ground stubbing it with his shoe. "Hey!" you complained. "I know a better way to relief your stress" he said pulling you closer to him to crush his lips against yours. You responded the kiss immediately and your hands grabbed Harry's curls as your tongue fighted with his. He moved his lips to your neck, leaving a trail of wet kissed onto your shoulder. "Is it working?" he asked seductively in your ear. "Yes..." you moaned. "Good 'cause your mouth taste better when you don't smoke."</li>
<li class="even user_2" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background: transparent;"><span class="label" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background: transparent;">Zayn:</span> "Hey" Zayn said hugging you from behind. "Hey" you said back, bringing the white stick to your lips. "Don''t do that boo, It's bad for you" he said resting his head on your shoulder. "So? You do it too" You shrugged. "It' different" "No, It's not" "Ok" he sighed, "Lets make a deal, If I stop you'll stop, ok?" You turned around to face him. "Deal" you said and gave him a small peck dropping the cigarette on the ground.</li>
<li class="odd user_3" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background: transparent;"><span class="label" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background: transparent;">Liam:</span> "What the hell are you doing?" Liam asked shocked. "Relax Liam, I'm just smoking" "I can see that. Don't do that, that things make you sick" "I'm not a child Liam" you said rolling your eyes annoyed, "I know what I'm doing." "Ok then, do whatever you want" Liam said giving you a disapproval look. You were about to take another drag, but the feeling of Liam eyes on you stopped you. You could felt yourself getting smaller as his big brown eyes stared at you with disappointment. "Stop looking at me like that!" you half yelled with tears in your eyes, "I know It's bad for me" "Then why do you do it?" he asked softening his expression. "I don't know" you cried, "It's an habit. I can't stop" "Yes you can" he whispered embracing you into a hug, "I will help you".</li>
<li class="even user_4" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background: transparent;"><span class="label" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background: transparent;">Niall:</span> "I don get it" Niall said looking confused "Why do you like to inhale chemicals?" You exhaled the grey vapor before answering, "It relax me" "It will end up killing you" "I know" you sighed. "Please stop" Niall begged you with puppy eyes. "I don't know Niall, I-" "Please, for me" he cut you off. "It's just that-" "Please..." "But-" "Please" he begged one more time. You looked at his blue orbs and gave up. "Ok Niall, I will stop." You threw the cigarette to the ground and a huge smile appeared on your boyfriends face. "Thank. You. So. Much. I. Love. You." He said, giving you small pecks between each word. </li>
<li class="odd user_5" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background: transparent;"><span class="label" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background: transparent;">Louis:</span> "You smell like cigarettes" Louis said cuddling you in his chest "Well, I smoke one before getting into bed" "Do you smoke?" he asked shocked, you nodded. "How come I didn't know?" "Because I only do it when I'm really stressed" "Why didn't you tell me?" He asked gently rubbing your waist with his fingers. "I don't know. I guess I was a little bit ashamed. I know It's a disgusting habit." you answered. "Yes it is, but you don't have to be ashamed. You know you can tell me everything" He placed a soft kiss on your forehead before continuing, "You don't have to smoke to relief your stress. You can come to me and talk about it or not talk..." He climbed on top of you and stacked your neck with sloppy kisses. "Thanks you Louis" you gasped. "You're welcome".</li>
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