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My name is Cheryl Black.
I'm a 21 year old photographer with no sense of fashion or love.
Why?
We can get into the details later. What's important is, first, I tell you about myself.
I was born into a Swedish - British family, and I have a lot of siblings.

5 sisters, 7 brothers, and I'm the youngest of all of them.
My parents, well, left.
Just like my best friend.

Again, details later.

They decided to walk away one night and never come back.
The oldest of all my sisters and brothers, Nora and Alexander, took over.
That's basically my life at the moment.
Living in a tiny apartment with a bunch of siblings that are idiots and drive me crazy.

Now, let's get into those details we were talking about.
I used to have a best friend, this guy named.. Louis.
You probably know him. Louis Tomlinson.

You either know him from One Direction, or from disappearing a couple years ago.
Yes, disappearing.

He was my absolute everything. We'd been mistaken for a couple more than twice.
That's all I'm telling you.

Don't expect me to start telling you all about Louis and I - Songs I helped him write, ice cream fights we had, loud parties with crazy music, late Netflix nights.

I want to forget and move on, after all.
He just left one day.
Well, a force took him.
It was sudden. I got pushed back against a wall, and the last thing I saw was his lips forming the word help.
Then he was gone.

That's it. That's me, why I don't want best friends or love or any drama, for that matter.
Because of Louis.
Him leaving, being taken.

It was too much, but I'm over it..
I think.

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