you wake up. it was all a dream. well, the harry styles part. you sadly get out of bed and sadly put on your favorite go to outfit: peace and love crop top, bleached high waisted skinny jeans, and yellow converse. you put your hair up in a messy bun and head out sadly. saddened you walk in the entrance of where the competition will be. without harry styles. but someone else catches your eye.
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the best chicken (reader x gordon ramsay)
Fanfictionthe chicken was not undercooked.
