Excitedly the brown haired boy made his way to the tree. He wasn't able to sum up his feelings into words. Was it excitement, anxiety, fear, nervousness or after all even anger? Louis breathed in deeply and left the school building to reach the location of the message. Sighing he bit his bottom lip until he could taste the metallic flavor of blood. What should he expect?
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Secret Admirer 》Larry Stylinson
FanfictionLouis has a secret admirer and everyday he finds little notes stuck on his locker.
