Remember Me? Thought Not
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"I have an audition for the x-factor!"
"Thats amazing." she replied, halfheartedly.
"Babe, whats up?" his voice held genuine concern.
"Nothing, just...dont forget me." she looked up into his blue eyes.
"I promise."
Louis forgot her. He stopped calling and he stopped texting, the love of his life. At least, she was then.
Remember me girl, has been forget, or has she?
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