Soul. (Dark Niall Horan)
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- Chapitres 12
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Dernière publication dim., nov. 2, 2014
"Here, have my heart." he said, holding out his hand.
"But if I have your heart, and my heart, what will you have?" I asked him.
"Your soul."
Niall Horan left the band 6 years ago. I guess some things just aren't meant to be.
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