Distortion *A One Direction Story*

Distortion *A One Direction Story*

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Dear Darling, How your ocean blue eyes long for company. If only I could fill the gaps in your fingers with my own and hold you in my arms to save you from your nightmares. I wish to whisper into your ears how beautiful you are in the starlight in hopes that one day you might just believe me, and let me love you All my heart, - H x A boy of such inhuman beauty would often trail is bruised toes in the moonlit water of the river surrounding the therapeutic city of London. He would often contemplate the reasons for taking his own life, he would list the things he could've done if he was alive. He would think of all the people that miss him, or the people that are glad to see him six feet under. He would also consider moving on to the next life, leaving the heartless entity he was trapped in to go to whatever life called him on to. But he would always remember her. The one with the book, the one with the eyes, the one with the glasses, the one with the cheeks, the one he loved, the only one that could see him.
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