Blackout~One direction

Blackout~One direction

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Seventeen year old Lana Wright has never had it easy. She was a mistake, or so her mother told her. With a broken home and friends who hate her, she feels as though there's almost nothing to look forward to, besides her upcoming eighteenth birthday, but one day, as she's walking home from school, she passes out, and is rescued by five heroes who show her that there is so much more to life than she thought. “Harry? Is she up?” asked a slightly high-pitched male voice from what was assumedly down the hall. A second boy trotted up behind the curly haired boy in the doorway. The new guy had straight, flippy, light brown hair and high arched eyebrows. He saw me and smiled. “Yep, Louis, she’s up. I came in to find her digging through my dirty laundry.” said the first boy, who had been addressed as Harry. I reddened at the light brown haired boy’s entertainment with this. “I wasn’t digging through his laundry.” I mumbled. Louis raised one eyebrow. “Where the heck am I?” I said, changing the subject. Harry and Louis looked surprised, “Oh sorry, you must be so confused right now. We found you blacked out in the side of the road.” said Harry, chuckling a bit. “So you just… rescued me?” I said.
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