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Forever Young
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Laufend, Zuerst veröffentlicht Feb. 21, 2014
"It was a miracle that they all had survive.The flames were rising from the burning wreckage as Harry stood there shocked and horrified.What was left of the downtown area was filled with smoke that made it difficult to breathe..."
    
     For Harry,Liam,Louis,Niall and Zayn that day was supposed to be the beggining of their well deserved break after the end of their first headline tour that lasted for approximately six months.But not everything goes as you have planned it...Life is full of surprises,good or bad that are meant to test your boundaries and if you win,to make you stronger!
    These five teenagers we'll go through some pretty rough times that will teach them the necessity of the most important values in life like friendship,family and love but also how lucky they were to do what they desired the most,all together!
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"You're not going to leave me, are you?" I asked as I looked ahead at nothing, focusing on feeling his breathing on the back of my neck. "Never," he whispered. "I'll be here until you get tired of me." He was holding me in his arms, with his back to the wall of my bedroom. Both of his arms were wrapped around me, and I could see the prominent cross tattoo on his right hand. I had had another attack, feeling like the world was caving in on me. As soon as I felt that familiar pang in the bottom of my stomach reaching up to my chest, I would call him. Almost immediately, I would hear a knock at my door. He would always drop what he was doing if he received a call from me, telling him that it's happening again. He would be on my front step, always, with a few pints of ice cream and comfort. He was my rock. He was my sedative. My cure.