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They Dont Know About Us

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They Dont About Us
PRÓLOGO:
Siempre han dicho que lo más prohibido es lo más deseado y si efectivamente mientras más prohibido sea más deseado será, ¿pero que pasa si lo deseado es un amor prohibido? ¿Más deseado será ese amor?.
Esta historia es sobre ______ y el amor de su querido Padrastro Zayn Malik.
Dicen que para amarse no hay edad ni clase social, pero que pasa cuando todo mundo se opone ¿sigues con el? Bueno pues descubre esta maravillosa aventura de amor y encuentra por que se llama THEY DONT ABOUT US.
-Zayn, basta me lastimas 
-te dije que nunca te dejaría ir y ahora lo cumpliré
-por favor si enserio me más sueltame 
-no, _____ no puedo-se inco en el piso como si estuviera débil- ______¿sientes esto?-llevo la mano de ______a su pecho- sólo tu haces que mi corazón lata, sin ti esto no podría ser posible, por favor quédate.All Rights Reserved

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