I Don't - One Direction Fanfiction
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Last published Wed, May 9, 2012
I open my mouth to speak the famous two words, but the only thing that comes out is some incredibly loud wheezing sounds. The sound of laughter causes my face to flush a bright shade of pink and I find myself speechless. My stomach is twisting and turning on the inside and I could sense the desperation in Louis’ eyes. “I...” I begin, trailing off while I muster up the courage to say what I knew was best for me and my son. “I don’t.”
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