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He Lied | Harry Styles
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Concluída, Primeira publicação em fev 02, 2013
"When you're young, everything feels like the end of the world. But it's not, it's just the beginning."

We were ruined after I left her alone. She was clueless that I needed to leave for my ownself and for my own dream. I was selfish. I made a promise of a future with her filled with happiness but ended up breaking it. She shed a lot of tears because of me, and I know I shouldn't have done it. I'm a fool to hurt a girl who deserves something better.

He ruined everything after leaving without saying good bye. He left me with piles of problems and responsibilities that I couldn't even manage on my own. It was like he doesn't care, he doesn't care at all. It was a stupid decision to fall in love to those mesmerizing pair of eyes. I experienced couple of melancholy nights because of him, but I know he wasn't worth it. How can I even trust him again if He Lied?


Characters that aren't part of One Direction and the events inside the story are fictional.

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I run faster and faster. He's going to catch me. I let out a very girly squeal as I feel two sets of arms grab me slowing me to a halt. "That is not fair!" I scream at the curly haired boy. He just chuckles letting go of me. "Yes it was. You never said I couldn't use other people." He shrugs. "It was implied. And he's training for the Olympics." "You're training." He states simply flipping his hair out of his eyes. "C'mon, we're going to be late." He grabs my wrist and starts pulling me down the street. "I really don't want to go." I whine while his grip doesn't falter but possibly gets tighter. "You really don't have a choice." He mumbles. "Since when have you cared about being punctual?" He's always the late one. "Since your job depends on it." And he's right. Maybe I should back up. I am Harry Styles' personal bodyguard. That doesn't really clear it up, does it? Well, this is what happened...