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They Dont Know About Us ~ A Niall Horan Fanfic ( ON HOLD )
"Do you need help with that?". He said grabbing the box of cereal from the top shelf. That's the first guy that made my heart race. That made me weak in the knees. I'm Mary 19 , "black" hair. "5.7". And Petite. I had guys calling me twenty four seven but I'm not intrested. Love is overrated anyways! But is it?