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World famous boxer Harry Styles has been pining over cute, cross dressing Starbucks barista Louis Tomlinson for who knows how long. Little does he know that Louis Tomlinson feels the exact same way. highest rating: #33 in fanfiction 10/12/15 Also on AO3- http://archiveofourown.org/works/4508277/chapters/10252770 Portugese Version by @loutwhoz Cover by @LaTrolaDeHarry10

"But we all know I can make anyone fall in love with me." "Anyone huh?" Louis nodded. "Well let's make this interesting with a bet. I bet you that I can make you find someone who won't fall in love with you." "Do you know who yet? Stanley looked around until his eyes landed on someone. "Yes." "Who?" "Harry Styles." ---------- Harry is quiet. He never stirs trouble. He doesn't want to cause anymore problems in his already-ruined family. He doesn't have friends because he doesn't want people to know how bad his life is. Louis is the typical pampered rich boy with a large penis. He would literally shove that thing in any one to feel something. Anything. He enjoyed being loved, but could never seem to love back. So when a bet is made, Louis has to make Harry fall in love with him. Harry make Louis feel things without having to have meaningless sex. It was only a simple bet. © larrywanks

WARNING: This story contains boyxboy material, fluff, and smut. if you do not like this kind of material do not read. thanks!

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