My Constant (Liam Payne Fanfic)
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Last published Mon, Jan 26, 2015
What is the one thing that brings you back to reality? The one thing that helps you gain controll again? Is it something material like an object or something immaterial like a song? Or maybe it's a someone, someone you can hold onto, someone that gives you the feeling of safety?
Not everybody is able to find that one thing, and Belle seemed to be one of those people. She thought she would never find her one thing, her constant. But what she didn't think was that her constant might be right in front of her eyes.
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