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WpMetadataReadContenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture6 m
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication mar., août 4, 2020
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Harry Styles
"I started writing to you in this journal so that as time goes on, I don't lose our memories. I know it might seem crazy, but it's all I can think to do anymore. Remember when you brought me that flower and I kept it in a vase in the kitchen for weeks? It'd been wilted and long gone, and you laughed at me for having a hard time letting go of it. I still loved it and wanted to remember how beautiful it was. This feels a lot like that..."
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[A Fanfiction Of A Guy That Looks Perfectly Like Harry Styles] "I totally had the perfect life , I was rich, lived in a happy family and loving parents , I had so many friends and I was moving too fast towards my dream. But nothing lasts forever , in a moment you can lose everything, in a second your whole life can change. Also everything can be better because of one person that you never expected to meet. So I had this life experience and I tried to write it .."Always trust who you do love!" :) --------------------------------------- He suddenly caught my arm stopping me from moving" M-Molly, wait" he bumbled,i stared at him, he didn't use to stutter "Yes?" i calmly said, "Do you love me?" he asked in a low voice, I was surprised by the weird question at a weird time, but "I do, Harry" he still didn't let go of my arm " Promise, you won't judge me because of what is not my fault." i frowned as i didn't get what he wanted to say, he noticed and repeated "Promise, you will not hate me for who i'm really not" I smiled widely "Don't be an idiot, I don't think hating you could ever be an actual thing!" I said, but probably that wasn't the right answer for the question ...

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