Protected By Strangers (One Direction Fanfic)
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Last published Mon, Aug 5, 2013
I'm just a normal 17 year old, well if you say having an abusive mother that doesn't really help you in life, or having to wear inappropriate clothes 'normal' but ever since 'they' moved next door, that all changed. But do I trust them? It's like I've known them forever, but just for a month. But what about after a month? Will they forget? Well I can't stop them, they are famous. Just have to go back to scars and secrets. #saveme
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