「Exposing A Gay Fashion DesignerーHarry Styles 」

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Hi.

I want to start of by thanking you for clicking on here. As you can see, this isn't a normal fanfic.

I'm gonna start off by saying: please don't sue me. I'm just a teen taking college classes and the last thing I want (besides already student loans) is being sued. I'm desperate for money-I'm not gonna lie but you don't see me being a stripper.

I don't own the characters. Period. They aren't mine. We don't have a contract. I didn't make a contract with Satan using a fucking Ouija board.

I don't profit out of this story for nothing. Just for my well being and my pure love for entertaining others (again, not a stripper).

If you read this story, thank you so much for your patience.

If I actually seem like I'm copying a movie's plot or something, know that I am. It's not my intention though. This story is actually based on a movie but I forgot what it was called please note that I watch movies often and I'm like "oh, I like what they did there," and it just sticks onto me. It's a nasty habit of mine but I'm at least proud to have an Amygdala that's prepared.

Now many of you will expect smut. I know it's a Larry fic but please I don't wanna see you all hating on each other. Let's be nice.

I'll upload a trailer for my story soon ! Thank you and congratulations! You just won yourself a one way ticket to Ride or Die. Prepare yourself. Pls.