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"Please don't jump!" Harry panics, anxiously watching the brunette boy as his small legs swung carelessly over the railing of his balcony.
"Lad, it's tempting but I'm just enjoying the view." Louis explains, lifting his middle finger at me before grinning.
An abundance of scintillating stars littered the sky that night, but at this very moment Harry wholeheartedly believed that nothing in the universe could compare to the beauty of the blue eyed boy who was, despite his reassurance, indeed about to jump.
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in which harry styles is stuck house sitting for his friend zayn and learns a little too much about his neighbor, specifically that the boy is way too comfortable on that balcony, bruises don't suit him and neither does the prick who inflicts them.