la soeur de Niall Horan
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Je m'appelle Mercedes Horan. Oui, je suis la soeur du célèbre Niall Horan, ce n'est pas facile tous les jours. Lui et moi ont à perdu nos parents tôt. Lui il à hérité de notre mère, des origines irlandaise et moi de notre père, des origines espagnol. Pour pouvoir vivre plus facilement, je m'appel à présent Nina Raho. Je n'es plus de nouvelles de mon frère depuis qu'il est parti avec son groupe, juste avec les interviews. Je suis une danseuse, mais pas à une danseuse classique ou autres, je tewrk et participe au zumba. Et pour aller avec, j'ai un cul aussi gros que celui de Nicki Minaj, mais moi c'est naturel. Bon je vous laisse, je dois aller danser, bisous!
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