The boys returned to their homes ..
and I, after he lied by saying that I had everything under control, I found myself sitting on my suitcase out of the studio .. all alone.
I called Jonathan.
Anything.I called James.
Anything
.I called together all my strength.
Still nothing.
Great!
I felt like crying ... and I cried.
I heard a car approaching and got this figure is not too high, all tattooed and .... fuck. Tony.
Mainly near me, He passed ,stopped, turned back.
I can not stand him.
"The charity is done in places frequented" he said
"Education is used everywhere, in places frequented and not" I replied.
Yokel.
Maybe I should bite my tongue and bear it because as he took a suitcase put it back on the ground.
"I have no problem, I have a home to go to," she said with air and superior tone.
God I hate.
"I .... ok I need help. Can you take me to the center? Then I arrange. Please .."
He took the suitcases.
We left.
Not a word.
Totally and hopelessly alone.
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