One Difficult Task (One Direction)

One Difficult Task (One Direction)

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This was my only dream I ever wanted. To be famous and go on big tours around the world. Hearing my name being called and feeling great to hear that I change so many peoples lives. That was what I always wanted. But no, my brother took my dream. He never wanted to take be popular. He liked to stay on the sidelines and cheer me on to do my dream. The twin I hate, how can I hate him he's my twin brother. But soon my dream did come true, yet I never hear my name I hear his name being called because that was who I am. My name? Derek, My brother's name? Harry. We look exactly alike brown curly hair and green eyes. Same tattoos and everything. Our last names? Styles. I only live my dream when he needs a 'break' from all the screaming fans. He doesn't know how much I hate doing this. I really do. Bad thing about this time. On the other hand he ended up not telling me his biggest secret to me at all. How will they all take it when they realize I'm not really Harry? What will the fans think?
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Hi. I'm Audra Rayne. I live in Wolverhampton. You might not know me as... well, me. But You may be knowing Liam Payne (Obviously) from One Direction. So, you may have heard about Liam's sixteenth birthday party. (If you haven't. Then be patient because that's what I'm going to say next. Patience Grasshopper), so no one showed up and afterwards he thought everyone in his grade hated him. But no one hated him. He was very good to everyone. The only people who hated him were the high school bullies, who made sure that no one got the invitation. And how do I know that? Well, don't shove me away and hear me out, but I was one of them. Yeah, as simple as that. And to add it, the whole time he thought that I was his friend. (Wow, that makes me feel loads better.) And I was, sort of. Because after his party. I felt very guilty, very very very very very guilty. So, yeah. You probably know what happened. I left the gang of bullies and I became his friend. I had learnt my lesson. I was his only friend and he was my only friend. But he thought I was doing it out of pity. And I told him repeatedly that I wasn't. And then he finally believed me. And then. BAM. He's gone. And now he's in the biggest band in the world. And I want him back. Because... I love him.

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