Chapter Seventeen

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A/N All of these songs I'm doing are in a random order.

"Sing," I order the boys.

"For a while we pretended

That we never had to end it

But we knew we'd have to say goodbye

You were crying at the airport

When they finally closed the plane door

I could barely hold it all inside

Torn in two

And I know I should tell you

But I just can't stop thinking of you

Wherever you are

You

Wherever you are.."

They all finish and I clap my hands together.

"Another amazing song," Michael compliments me and I blush.

"Stop it," I say, trying to now hold back my blush, which is not working.

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