The tiếp theo morning Harry was out the door, no where to be found. I went out and knocked on Niall’s door. He opened it right away, God how much I tình yêu Niall and his Irish self, “
Is-” Then Harry came up behind him and a smile lit up on his face.
“Well,” I ran my fingers through my hair,
“Can I come in?” Niall pushed the door open more. I walked in, I looked around. Hannah wasn’t there, ah, we must of slept in. I looked at the magazines,
“Harry Stats” Liam looked over and read, “Turn on(s): Giggling, yep that’s you, hair extensions, hmm.” He pulled out my hair and I whimpered...
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