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Zoey Brooks .. Normal 18 year old right? Wrong! Harry Styles .. Pop star and chick magnet
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"why are you doing this Harry? PUT THE DAMN GUN DOWN!" I SCREAM.
"I LOVED YOU ZOEY AND I'M DONE PLEASING NO ONE! NO ONE LISTENS." I heard the gun shot and fell to the ground. he was gone. Harry was gone. and it was all my fault.
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Long Way Down《H.S》
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You've got that one thing
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My Strange Neighbor *Completed*
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Forgotten h.s
The sound if the gun blasted through my ears hitting the only person I have ever loved... Honestly the first few chapters suck but hence the reason why I'm editing. I am working hard on this book even with school so I hope you enjoy it. This is my first book so it's not the best but towards the newer chapters they get longer and I guess better. Hope you enjoy (: Correction all the chapters suck read at your own risk lmaoConcluída
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