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❝Excuse me? I'm sorry but you are in my seat.' Harry heard a strong voice say behind him. Harry was shocked, he could barely move or speak. 'I...um...I'm so-rry, I didn't know.' Harry stuttered. 'Why am I acting like this? I never act like this! I'm Harry Styles, the most popular kid in school, or was....besides, I'm certainly NOT gay.' 'That's okay, I'll just sit here,' Louis says, pointing to the seat next to him. 'I'm Louis!' 'Harry!' he exclaimed, sounding maybe a little too excited. 'Nice to meet you, Harry.❞ Harry is the popular kid at school...well he was. He had everything he thought he wanted. When his mom got a new job in Doncaster, Harry was not happy about leaving all he had in Holmes Chapel. He hated it in Doncaster...well that was until he met Louis. Started: July 29th, 2020 Ended: N/A Check out the playlists for this story, links in conversations and in my bio!!

Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*