Goodbye [Larry Stylinson]

Goodbye [Larry Stylinson]

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"È l'ennesima volta che mi viene ribadito quanto sbagliato sia quello che stiamo vivendo, quanto sbagliato sia il nostro amore e non ne posso più. Quello che mi lega ad Harry è qualcosa di unico, di speciale, di irripetibile e non permetterò ancora che qualcuno lo infanghi per il solo scopo di lucrare su di noi." È il loro ultimo concerto insieme e Louis sa che è arrivato il momento di dirgli addio. Troppe pressioni e troppe cattiverie riusciranno a cancellare un sentimento così forte? I fatti narrati non vogliono rappresentare la realtà, piuttosto ciò che la mia mente ha immaginato.
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