When I was little, I always dreamt of being kidnapped by the boy I'd later fall in love with. That may sound creepy and odd, but to me, I thought it was so romantic. This wasn't what I meant, though. I did NOT want to be taken by One Direction, I hate their guts and pretty faces. I did NOT want to fall for the blonde Irish one. I just wanted to be normal and I want to hate One Direction. But sometimes, things just happen whether you like it or not.
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