I sit on the edge of my letto while Niall paces in front of me. "I don't understand, Kate." he starts. "Why are te recitazione so weird around me?" I look up at him helplessly. "It's not like you're weirded out da me being famous, right? So I don't understand what the deal is. It's like everytime I'm around, te go into this shell and don't let anyone in." Niall continues, running his hands through his blonde hair. "I know who te really are, but te don;t mostra it! te act shy all the time, te act like you've been hurt really badly... if you've been hurt Kate, I want to know! I want to know so I...
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