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В процессе, впервые опубликовано дек. 24, 2013
"He was staring, and I mean staring Bea. I looked in his eyes and I couldn't do a thing. It was like he had a trance over me. It terified and excited me all at the same time. He is like no one I've ever met before. "

Beatrice heaves a sigh and looks at me. "You sound like one of those girls who've found love. Do you know who he was?"

"Zayn Malik."
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