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Will he remember
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Ongoing, First published Dec 20, 2014
Mature
Hi I'm Danny Jacobs. My best friends are Maura , Madison , Martha , and Harry... Well if you could of called Harry and I friends. Harry and I have known each other since we were little but as we got older we started to flirt back and forth and once when we were alone some thing almost happened! Then Harry went to the X Factor and became the famous Harry styles of one direction. I haven't seen him in over 4 years. Today I'm going to One of their signing's at the mall near my house in London. I wonder if he remembers me and what had happened between us.Read my story to see happens next.
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Hey, I’m Charlie. My real name is Charolette, but I go by Charlie. Let me tell you a little bit about myself... I’m 16 (almost 17) years old, and an only child. My mom’s name is Ashley, and my dad’s name is Niall. (Yes, Niall Horan.) You see, my dad was in a very famous band called One Direction when he was younger, maybe you’ve heard of them? I go to West Valley High, a school for rich kids. My uncles (Harry, Louis, Zayn, and Liam.) all live in the same area as my mom and dad, which can make for some serious fun when I stay there. I’m kind of a ‘shy’ to say the least...I have one friend at my school, my cousin Violet. My other cousin Audrey is great, but she goes to a different private school for girls. I have a boyfriend named Matt, but he’s pretty abusive. No one knows about the things he does to me, though. Not even my parents. Anyway, enough about my boring life...let’s get to the story.