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Continúa, Has publicado abr 04, 2014
Niall Horan. 
Ah yes, the name I despise the most in this madcap world. I know, you probably think I'm legally insane. Like what the hell could I possibly be thinking? How could I not like that cute Irish face of his. Well let me just tell you that there is a very long ass explanation for my hatred towards him. 

We were friends for 16 years. I grew up with him, his parents moved in next to mine a couple years after Niall's brother Greg was born. To say our parents liked each other is a major understatement. They fucking became best friends, which meant they were oh so happy when me and Niall became friends once we started school together. He was my second half, my best friend, his family was my family, and my family was his. He was my everything, my fucking rock. Sadly everything changed after he lost the X-factor.
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