One direction, slaaf in de liefde.

One direction, slaaf in de liefde.

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Last published Wed, Jun 4, 2014

Anna word haar huis uitgezet, en komt door een raar ongeval bij de jongens van 1D terecht. De jongens zeggen dat ze tot ze een huis heeft gevonden, bij hum mag intrekken. Maar gaat het wel goed in huis met 5 jongens en 1 meisje? De romantiek breekt al snel los! Veel leesplezier! Xxx

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