All Because Their Bus Broke Down
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Última publicación dom, nov 30, 2014
Hi. My name is California Williams. Cali for short. I live in boring old Missouri. I'm a normal sized girl, I don't have a flat stomach, and I'm 5'3" with brown/blonde ombré hair and light hazel eyes. I'm 17 years old.
I was just sleeping in my bed one night when I heard people talking in my room. But when I opened my eyes to see who it was I was not prepared of who I was about to see. 5 teenage boys. We're standing in my room. And the problem was I didnt know who they were. That night, after being told that their bus broke down outside my house, one of the boys kept staring at me. The blond one. I think his name was N-Niall? Or was was Liam? I didn't know. But all I knew was that I felt a connection. And I would have totally started flirting with him, if it wasn't for my ex boyfriend. Because of my him using me I learned not to trust anyone. But could I trust him?
Find out how I met the love of my life in All Because Their Bus Broke Down.
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