"bandaids and too many scars."
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"you're looking lonely," he chuckled, "i brought you a latte. pumpkin spice."
i looked up at him, brown curls fell over his forehead.
"thanks," i forced a smile, "you didn't have to do that. i don't have the money to pay you back."
"who said you needed to?"
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pumpkin spice | l.s
Fanfictionin which harry notices louis sitting alone at a table with tears in his eyes and brings him a pumpkin spice latte after his shift. lowercase intended!
