Unreal (Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Unreal (Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

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when someone says "i'm in love" doesn't mean s/he truly loves you. something is happening too fast i thought i just spent my little time with my lovely one but i realized that he's not.i like him so much but no,he said he loves me but it turns out to be disaster until i found the light who shines my life i don't like him because he is famous or else,i like him because he dares to show me who he really is my name is Summer Addyson and this is my love story,it may sounds so cheesy but guess what?its really not and i'm so afraid to say this but... this seems so Unreal (Indonesian&English)
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I love everything about him. His radiant smile, bright blue eyes that light the room up, his laugh that makes everybody in the room crack up, his pure heart, his gorgeous hair, I could go on forever. Nobody will ever want to be with me, and I don't blame them. So why in my right mind would I think that I could ever be with Niall Horan! I'm not a model, I am not drop dead gorgeous. I am just a simple gal who loves food, basketball, going outside, traveling, hanging with friends,acting, and most of all singing. I don't know why I think I need to have a boyfriend anyway. I came to London to focus on collage and getting where I want to be in life. Singing on a stage in front of a huge crowd or on a TV screen. I don't need a boyfriend..I don't need him, but the one thing that gets me is, if I don't need him then why do I feel like I am dying every time I'm not with him?

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