Not Another Cinderella Story {Liam Payne}

Not Another Cinderella Story {Liam Payne}

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Maddie Olivia Scanlan, your everyday average teenage girl, she likes music, boybands, boys, books, shopping, and loves her family. When Maddie was six years old her mother died, in an awful accident. She was left with her father who didn't acknowledge, her existence for the first three months after the accident. Soon they started to get close again. When she was 8 years old her father announced his engagement to, Paisley Lynn Rockmore, surprise, no one would expect that she has two twin daughters, the same age as, Maddie. When Maddie was 15 years old, her father died in a different accident leaving her with her stepmom, and sisters. -Your typical Cinderella story? Maybe not...read to find out!
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"You'll never get this done, you know?" The satisfaction was evident in his voice. "You could leave me alone so I can actually get this finished. Or pick up a brush." I gestured to the abundance of supplies I had purchased. "Mmm, no thanks. Don't really have my painting clothes on." My smirk reappeared and I turned fully to face him. "That's a real shame," I cocked my head to the side and fake pouted before pointing in his direction, "the door frame is wet." His body shot off the door frame he had been leaning against and he looked over his shoulder to see the line of white paint trailing down his presumably expensive coat. "Have a great rest of your day, Mr Styles." I flicked my hands in a 'go away' gesture before sliding the door closed behind him. **** TW: This story contains mentions/descriptions of physical/emotional/sexual abuse, coarse language and mature content. HIGHEST RANKINGS: No.3 #HarryStyles No.1 #HarryStylesFanfic No.6 #Friendships No.1 #HarryEdwardStyles No.1 #Soft No.1 #hs No.1 #1D No.1 #alternateuniverse No.1 #slowburn

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