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Reads 116,859
Votes 1,512
Parts 27
Time 1h 44m

black dark direction harry horan liam louis malik niall one payne styles tomlinson zayn

"Everyone has a dark side." He tried to convince me as his big hands explored every inch of my small body. 
A moan escapes my lips.
"You're just hiding it away, and i'm overly showing it." He smirked in my crooked neck.All Rights Reserved

black dark direction harry horan liam louis malik niall one payne styles tomlinson zayn

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