Where do Broken hearts go

Where do Broken hearts go

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Louis Tomlinson, 24, was just a little boy from Doncaster, South Yorkshire and now he's smashing it. A career of his dreams, fame, money and a little baby boy to call of his own. To think his life is something to be envy about, his playboy lifestyle isn't something you wanted to be stuck in. Tangled up in a messy situation, he finds himself split between his ex-fiancee, Briana, on the runaway streak with their little kid and away from her girlfriend, Danielle, for a few days to a little island in the Republic of the Philippines as he takes a break from looking non-stop for his son. Danielle Rey, 19, a teenage girl from Iloilo City, Philippines, who faces the biggest decision in her life and her only solution was to run away. Away from what she called 'Home', away from the people she thought of having to ask for guidance for the rest of her life and away from all the dreams she'd wish to come true. Danielle and Louis cross roads and their acquaintances held them to worsen what was once bad, now worse and it only gets even more complicated. Will Louis give up trying or keep on fighting. Will Danielle run away or stay this time around. Read and Find out. #LouisTomlinson
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"We can't keep doing this," I chuckle, my words muffled slightly against his lips. It's a laugh of disbelief, mostly at myself, because here I am again. He pulls back, his hand sliding into my hair as if that's going to magically solve anything. "Why not?" he asks, his voice low and entirely too charming for my liking. I give him a soft smile, the kind you give someone when you're about to drop a truth bomb but don't want to sound mean. "Do you really want to know?"

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