The bell to the bookstore rang. A boy not older than 19 years old with glasses and flippy hair enters the store giving me a quick glance trying to avoid my gaze.
He was heading to the romance novels book shelf. Pretty boy runs his fingers through the lined books and slowly slides the book into his side bag, and rushes to the door leaving the store.
My eyes widen and for some reason I don't bolt behind him.
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Pretty Boy *larry fic
FanfictionA pretty boy comes to the bookstore every Sunday to borrow some books, Harry Styles sees him and he just keeps quiet. Until one day he decides to confront him.
