I stared in shock at Eleanor. "Wh...what?" I stammered. "I just couldn't tell him!" she sniffed, burying her face in her hands again. Perrie and Danielle finally noticed Eleanor crying, and they rushed over. "Oh my God, El! Are bạn okay?" Danielle said. Eleanor raised her head, mascara running down her cheeks. "Awww, El, bạn messed up your mascara." Perrie said, searching for a tissue in her purse. Danielle sat on the other side of Eleanor. "Come one, the boys have left for a tour before. And we're all gonna miss them. But they'll be back before bạn know it," she said. Eleanor shook her head....
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