Broken (A Louis Tomlinson Fanfic)
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Last published Mon, Sep 14, 2015
- Just give me a week, please. - He said, as he pressed his forehead against mine. - That's all I need. Just a week, Sara, please.
- I don't know. I don't want to be hurt again.
- I won't hurt you. I won't, I promise.
- That's what he said. He hurted me. How do I know you won't do the same?
- Give me a chance. I'm not him. I'm just asking for a week, to try and make you fall for me. Just a week. - I breathed heavily.
- Fine then. You've got a week. Don't ruin it Tommo.
- I won't, I won't. I swear. - He said smiling, and then kissed me softly. I smiled into the kiss and when he noticed it, he smiled too.
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