Some scars that we have never grow (Zayn Malik)NEEDS EDITING

Some scars that we have never grow (Zayn Malik)NEEDS EDITING

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WpMetadataReadContenido adultoConcluida sáb, nov 3, 20122h 30m
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Jazmine Emerson has been trough alot since her sister died few years ago. Her mother is almost never home and her dad blames her for her sister death, so he's not afraid to show her how angry he is at her.Jazmine tries to hold on for her friend Jules, wich is the most carrying and loving persone Jazmine knows about. One day a new boy starts at the school. Zayn Malik. He's always with his friends, Harry who every girl is in love with, Liam the boy who takes care of everyone, Niall the irish boy who moved to London 1 year ago and Louis, the most childish and funniest guy you could find. Jazmine and Zayn become friends, but do they get anything more? Can Jazmine tell Zayn how much she is broken inside, or does she push him away. They will go through problems, but will the stick together? There's a bit love and hate going on....will they survive?
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