Melted {n.h}
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  • Parts 9
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  • Reads 264
  • Votes 22
  • Parts 9
  • Time 48m
Ongoing, First published Nov 30, 2014
Riley Netherland is a girl with big dreams of creating her own graphic design store. She has a passion for making band shirts out of every piece of clothing she has ever made. When she turns 19 she moves from Nevada to London in hope of making her business come true. With the accents flowing by her ears there is one particular accent that seems to make her stomach turn. At first he was an adorable blonde boy to her, but after their first meeting for a new shirt to represent their FOUR album, she hated him. His attitude made her heart swell with anger and his stupid blue eyes only filled with dull memories made her gag. With her own problems of drug abuse she didn't need a guy trying to push her every button, but when he digs in to far she goes over board. Between the Cocaine and pills this girl would now be rushed to the hospital by the little blonde boy who started it all.


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