The Boy in the Bookstore | l.s
In which a boy in a bookstore finds a broken boy and they fall in love and fix each other.
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'Tell me a story, L-lou.' Harry asked, sleepy.
'What about, love?'
'Anything. Make one up, if you like?'
'Okay,' said Louis, thinking for a second. He reached out his hand, and took Harry's in his.
'It was a warm day in September, 2008. A shorter-than-average boy with brown hair and blue eyes had just got a new job at a store that sold books. His job was boring, but he loved meeting the new customers. He was only a few days into this job when a tall boy with curly hair and headphones walked in. This tall boy was shy and barely spoke, but he had a big heart and a lot of love to give. The boy with the curly hair slowly began to trust the other, and the boy in the bookstore began to fall for him. But he was afraid, he had never had a crush on another boy before. He didn't know what people would think, and he was scared to be himself. But the younger boy, the one he had fallen for, had taught him to be brave. He had taught him to love again after getting constantly beaten down. The boy with curly hair didn't have it easy, either. So they helped each other. They built each other back up. Now, little over a month later, the boy in the bookstore is holding the hands of the broken boy as he tries to sleep. It was them against the world...'
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Contains mentions of domestic abusive, eating disorders and self harm. Read at your own risk.-
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Hi! Welcome to my fic, I hope you enjoy reading. I started this as a project during when I was supposed to be in online lessons with school but I started to get hooked. My aim is to update as often as possible (this varies, I'm only human) and to write up to 60 or 70 chapters. I started to write this on July 14th 2020, and who knows when I'll finish it. If you enjoy, please do vote/comment/share as it means a lot to me :)-emi
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Hayran KurguIn which a boy in a bookstore finds a broken boy and they fall in love and fix each other. - - 'Tell me a story, L-lou.' Harry asked, sleepy. 'What about, love?' 'Anything. Make one up, if you like?' 'Okay,' said Louis, thinking for a second. He re...