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Niall realises he likes Harry, his best friend. But Harry's already drowning deep in a toxic relationship with Liam, his companion.
A story of love, lust, friendship, and abandonment between five friends during their last year of...
Man I miss the 1975 so much. Ross is such an angel and so is Matty.
wTF. WTF. WTF. There is no fucking way Liam James Payne turned twenty-three years old yesterday, there is no way. I will not — I cannot believe this.
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chapter twenty-two. it comes naturally.
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CARA DRAGS ME SHOPPING with her some days later. A typical younger brother would deprive of such a forceful suggestion, but coming from an atypical family, — a family where siblings barely see each other regularly -- seven days that complete one week— I go along to accompany my older and successful sister. Intentionally ignoring the heavyset man walking behind us with a brolly in his large left hand for my sister.
The thought of my mother returning tomorrow, Sunday, gives me knots. To witness her glowing brown eyes and possibly dyed hair after the amount of time gone. And that large, large smile. One that brightens the bluest of all skies.
Though in society, in reality, you're expected to work hard. So her departures are an accustomed action for me. Ever since I was younger.
Still, I can't help but miss her. And sometimes Cara, when she isn't the most aggressive and brutally blunt sister. I still keep those emotions internally buried in a vault that can only be viewed by one.
And some other selfish things are buried there too. Like, really, desiring Zayn and Liam to occupy each other's time for the moment just so Liam won't find his way back to Harry. Because things, between I and my best friend, are going good right now. It's a horrid confession, but competition between us two for him would be rather hasty. More tensional than the discomfort happening within my group of friends.
I continue to follow behind Cara and in front of her bodyguard, content that there is still time left with her --out of our interim minutes-- before she swiftly departs soon for another job to complete within the modelling industry.
I'VE ALWAYS HAD A passion for science. More of a simultaneous interest for them all: Biology, Chemistry, and Physics. I've taken/taking them all. Although physics is kicking my arse right about now as I struggle to achieve the worksheet given out to me earlier this school morning hour, Monday. Figuring out the structure of atoms and radioactive/radiation. And the habitual electricity containing most of the science subject of physics.
"Two rods of aluminium of length, ł, having coefficient of linear expansion, o'3, and other of steel of length, ł2, having coefficient of linear expansion o'5 are joined end to end. The expansion in both the rods is same for the same variation of temperature. Them the value of ł1 / (ł1 + ł2) is."
