"Harry,” I 说 with a sorry tone of voice. He shook it off. “Don’t.”
I gritted my teeth together, as much as it pained me to say, he loved me. He was like a rock. Hard on the outside and wait, hard on the inside.
I was angry, it boiled in my stomach. I wasn’t mad at Niall, there was no reason. We just lifted eye-brows. I wasn’t made at Liam, well, who can be? I was mad at Harry.
He loved me. He could’ve taken me before the X factor and the 粉丝 would’ve been fine, just like Hannah and Louis. But no, he couldn’t take it. I couldn’t take it.
The tears streamed from my face....
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