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("Harry please dont make me do this!" I begged trying to hold back the tears as Harry looked at me with pained eyes. "Pay, I have no choice, mom is making me take you. I wouldn't make you if I didn't have to. I hate seeing you like this.") The Paparazzi were surrounding all the entrances to the airport. We had to get paul to help us get through. As Niall pulled me through the crowd, the bulbs were popping with each picture they took. I slid on my aviator's and looked down until I heard almost every reporter yelling for Niall and I to kiss. Niall pulled me up so I was right by his side and wrapped an arm around my shoulders, keeping his other hand in mine as he leaned down and kissed my temple, giving the Papa what they wanted. I saw more flashed lighting up our faces. I slid my hand into his lightly and soon felt his nails digging into my skin. THIS IS THE ORIGINAL STORY BY REILLY ROO!!!!

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Harry could tell he was upset. He denied it, but Harry knew, Harry always knew. He wanted to comfort him, but couldn't take the chance of someone seeing and it putting their relationship through even more. "What's wrong?" Harry whispered, hoping no one would notice. He worried more as he saw the tears well up in Louis' eyes. He could count on one hand the amount of times he's seen louis cry before now. He's always so strong. "Please," Louis whimpered as a tear escaped. Harry was about to ask what he meant, but stopped himself, he knew. "Louis. You know I want to, so much, but I can't. We can't. They'll kill us, we'll loose our jobs. You always say-" "Please," Louis cut him off, touching his arm slightly. The older boy knew exactly what he was doing and how this simple gesture would affect the younger lad. "Please just kiss me."

**READ AT YOUR OWN RISK** "It's fucking crazy, because you'd think I'd remember you, I'd remember them, maybe I'd at least remember us! But I don't and it's hurting you and I'm ruinning your life and your fucking job and fuck! I don't know! I don't! Except that maybe I love you and I want to be with you and I want to remember! I do! But I don't! I can't! And I'm sorry.....I'm so fucking sorry" ~Beth.

[✓] ∥ It all happened in a split second. One moment I was on his back, and the next one I was lying on the ground, watching the man who would be responsible for my possible disabilities run away. The woman was sitting and had her back against a near-by wall, and from what I could see, her eyes were wide and she was shaking. I would be too, if I wasn't paralyzed. Literally. A few hours later, well, just about 20 seconds in reality, she slowly stood up and observed me with horror in her eyes for a few moments. I looked back at her, seeing as that was the only thing I could do to let her know I was still alive. "Dear lord, child, what have you done?" She whispered, looking down at me. "I need..." I could barely choke the words out. "I need you to call the ambulance." Copyright © 2014 by funkystyles

"help, please, help me! please someone help me! please save me! Louis please!" i heard her through the phone "you better hurry up, because time is running out" and hung up

PROLOGUE: I can still remember the day I first met Niall Horan, we were just kids and some guy was picking on me the first day of school, of course Niall being the gentleman he is decided to save me and beat the guy up, after that we were as close as friends can get. He was my best friend and the only one who knew what I was going through, I didn't mean for him to know, but it's Niall and you can't keep anything from him, that and the fact that he was the one I ran crying to everytime I got a new bruise, he'd sit for hours just holding me until I'd stop crying. Well that was before, before he decided to leave me for a better life, yeah I still remember the day like it was yesterday, the day he told me he auditioned for the x-factor, that night will forever be in my mind, for more than one reason. It wasn't long after Niall left that I ran away from home, I couldn't stay and risk getting hurt again, not after I found out about this.