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  • I'm waiting for you- h.s by theonedirectionboys
    theonedirectionboys
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    Harry Styles the charming new boy in your class, how you meet we'll I guess you will just have to read and find out yourself
  • Friends with Benefits by crowleysbitxh
    crowleysbitxh
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    this is going to be a shit story but read it anyways. This story is going to be about a girl named Maya (you) who moved to Rouse Hill, Sydney, Australia. She immediately met a kind boy named Michael Clifford and they became best friends. They grew up being really close and when they went into high school Michael had made some new friends. You decide that they should create a band knowing that they all are pretty good at playing instruments. Lets just say things get a little spiced up after a while between you and one of the boys. So thats the little outlook into this story. I hope you'll like it even though it might suck XD
  • Mia by ThePrincessofMagic1
    ThePrincessofMagic1
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    A girl who is facing many hardships in her life. Find out what happens to her.
  • Glitter in the Air ↡ A Dutch Royal Family Fanfiction  by ThelovelyAngels
    ThelovelyAngels
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    What happens when the Crown Prince of The Netherlands asks Christiana to marry him. Will the commoner socialite make it as the wife of heir? Started | 3 December 2019 Published | 4 December 2019 Completed | 18 June 2020 A Dutch Royal Family Fanfiction
  • Funny jokes by Chan135789
    Chan135789
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    This is about all of the things that are funny like my bro in the photo and other funny stuff
  • Her Again by notso_cliche
    notso_cliche
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    Copyright© notso_cliche 2014 All rights reserved. No part of this document may be reproduced without written consent from the author. Driving along the same old stretch of road, with the same rusty car, same country beats, and the same dusty clothes. My life as the sister of Harry Styles, was like no other. Every night I see the same girl walk in the arch wooden door, the same dirty blonde haired girl, same vibrant clothes, and the same smirk on her face while she tenderly holds onto the hand of my brother. This particular night when I walked up the stone driveway to my front door, I waited for that same girl to walk in the door, but, she never came.