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Laufend, Zuerst veröffentlicht Juni 13, 2017
If one were to look at Louis Tomlinson, one would definitely see that he was nowhere near extraordinary. He was the type of person who seemed to be content with a job, an average appearance, a killer bum, and a best friend to keep him company.

But while Louis was doing what he does best in his office, he receives a phone call. Not once had he ever thought that an unexpected phone call could actually be a hurricane in the making. Louis was not aware that all emotions could surge through his veins in just one single sentence. 

"Niall Horan is dead."


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