When we're 19.
"Our deal was 19." Harry whispers, brushing our noes in bit of a playful manner. His dimples deepening from either side as a fair giggle left my mouth. "I'm yours."
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"Our deal was 19." Harry whispers, brushing our noes in bit of a playful manner. His dimples deepening from either side as a fair giggle left my mouth. "I'm yours."
Payton's parents just died in a car accident. Now she has to live with her older brother, Harry Styles. She isn't looking forward to the mobs and constant screams. Can she last with her brother?