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Motel 6 // n.h by _HakunaMatata_
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Motel 6- where you may find cockroaches in the showers, questionable food in the vending machine, and maybe, possibly, some love along the way. © Copyright 2017. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact _HakunaMatata_ on Wattpad.com.
please || zac efron || by zaecray
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You're not going to ever know right from wrong, until it's too late, when the mistake has already shown through what you believed was a perfectly strong exterior. You'll be thinking "How could this happen? I didn't even do anything!" That's where you must've gotten confused, because a mistake is an action that is wrong. Most mistakes are accidental, it's very common to make mistakes, but it is those who try to run from them and hide instead of stand there ground and telling yourself to just try harder, even if you need a little push from a friend to go ahead and take the first step. One mistake can change everything, but one being with a big enough heart, who is willing to change the wrong and guide it into the right mind will be strong enough to make everything the way it should be. ------------- This is the story of a girl who changes the heart of a guy to show him what life is really about. Not being famous, having money, and fake friends who only like you for your money, but to be adventurous and to take chances. Will her love be able to change him or will he always be a self-centered jerk? This is their love story.
January. // z.m. au by yrraniaz
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"Zayn," he spoke, smoke leaving his lips once again as he dropped the cigarette to the ground, stepping on it with his dark boots. His hand darted in between us as he awaited a response. "January," I said faintly, grabbing his hand. "Nice," he chuckled, making the first move to release my cold fingers. His hands held a nice warmness to them. "Like the month," he nodded. "I like it." *** » read the sequel here http://my.w.tt/UiNb/y9izHftVhv