Josh and JJ's layed in the mist of the messy room owned by Simon Minter, a place they would eventually search.
Cal's layed in the hands of the bartender, a place known for him to go.
Harry's layed in his bedroom, slipped in through the window while he slept, he would have noticed his by the time he woke up, preferably late.
The other one layed in the hands of his mother.
His fathers layed in the hotel reception, it lacking what is needed.
His mother didn't need one.
Ashley's layed in her locker, a hard procedure.
A brief one layed in the principles office.
Simon's layed within.
Hurt layed throughout everyone.
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speak | minishaw
Fanfiction"prefer to not speak, because speech only creates mayhem." started writing - 14th of jan completed - 21st of oct
