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Niall Horan (Dollhouse)

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Reads 2,585
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Parts 24
Time 1h 41m

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Niall lay in a dark room strapped to a work table,
His hands wear cut and bleeding and he was crying as he stared into the chick blackness.
He had just been knifed in the heart a few days ago so how could he still be alive.
It was so impossible 
Than he saw a man in a white surgical rob and gloves and face mask lean over him.  
"Don't be afraid, my perfect baby Doll. It will only hurt for a while than you will never feel again." 
The man leaned down and shoved the syringe into Niall's arm.
The pain was almost unbearable.
Niall throw his head back and let out a heart wrenching cry. 
He was going to die,like the boy from yesterday.
He was so innocent. 
Yet he had been destroyed and recreated!
"Nooooo!
Help me please!"All Rights Reserved

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