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I'm Vivienne I've always been very insecure when someone insults me I never forget it. This how Niall and the rest of the lads help me through all of it. Niall first realizes my cuts when all the boys leave after checking on me and trying to help me walk even though I'm really weak at the time... When Niall takes my hand so I won't fall when Harry lets go he sees the scars, and doesn't say a single word about them yet...
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