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(Under Construction) With Them It's Different
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Continúa, Has publicado feb 25, 2013
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There once was three little girls that didn't know what love was until a couple of boys broke there heart. That was the last thing my grandmother told me before she died. I knew that she was talking about me and my cousin but who was the third little girl. And some how what she said to me was the truth I did get my heart broken before by a guy and I promised I would never fall in love again. I didnt know if it happened to my cousin or that other girl. Until they appeared. What will happen with the secrets that are reveled death that happen and the injures that go with it,hearts that are broken, love that occurs ,the lust in between it all,and the fame that helps some people become confident, also that games that occur, and more come into this love cycle.  Will Blair, Ariana, and third girl be heart broken again, or will they say they are different?
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(You got here just in time to let me know I was worth saving) Everything is different, yet so eerily comfortable and the same. There's silence for a moment, and everything is still like the world is holding it's breath and waiting for the right moment to exhale. And then Louis is choking and gasping and his eyes are so wide and innocent and blue like deep pools of azure sea water in the Caribbean and Harry is chanting his name, whispering it softly into the air like a prayer. He rolls Louis on to his side and helps him clear the water from his lungs and he doesn't stop saying his name: Louis, Louis, Louis. He's pulling the older lad's body to his own, sitting him up and wrapping his arms around his shivering frame and rubbing reassuring circles on his back with his thumb and he still doesn't stop because all he can think about is: Louis, Louis, Louis.