Gelled -Lilo & Ziall-

Gelled -Lilo & Ziall-

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"Integration now! Segregation never!" The calls are vivid up and down the street. Colored and non-colored hands clasp picket post signs and white posterboards with colorful words. The entrance to the Corny Collin's show is packed with bodies, a tangled mass of pumping fists and stamping feet and it's madness everywhere. Liam James Payne can't help but spin in the mass of flesh and wonder where Louis is, in this big mess of people, where the man that's kept him dancing has found himself in this riot. There's someone on his toe, a perky brunette with blond tips, it's Niall, his hair full and high and gelled, and he looks like a splash of moonlight against Zayn's tanned body and this night is infamous and utterly terrifying but also sort of brilliant. Because tonight, finally we're all dancing for the same thing, not for Auto Shop king, or to be the ladies choice dancer, but for freedom. -To The Theme Of Hairspray- Cover by @GirlVersionOfNiall .
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You would be surprised how much only two words could affect you. He said them with great confidence and a hint of something that made the hair on the back of my neck stand straight. It made me want to call all my friends and family and have them enrolled in the Witness Protection Program. His hands went to my hips, fingers digging deep into my skin; keeping me in place. I kept telling him to stop, let me go, to leave me alone. But he would just smirk or laugh as his friends would have to repeat themselves to me once more, "He's always got what he wants." I don't care if he has. I mean who would? After many squirming sessions and my annoyed pleads, he finally let me go. I walked through the restaurant doors and sat at the booth my friends were at. Maybe I should ask my friends if they know him? But I only know his first name, Louis. Who is this Louis character? It doesn't matter, it's not like I'll ever see him again. #1 FOR PUNK LOUIS TOMLINSON !!

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