My Paracetamol (Liam Payne X Reader) (*WARNING SAUCY*)
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Última publicación mié, ene 15, 2020
"HI I'm Liam"
"Hi I'm Niall"
"And we're..."
*they both turn to face you, noses poking out your phone screen*
"...right behind you"
*the disappear from the screen and you can feel the breath forming behind you.
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Pain. Constant. My back aches with the unbearable weight of my problems. Ever since Kevin ate the lower part of my spine I've needed Paracetamol to null the pain. But- after a while, to cope with the pain, my brain mutated it into the one man that helped with the agony. Liam Payne.
The only issue is, once I take my meds, he disperses
What would you choose. Your pain, or your Payne?
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