Remember Me.

Remember Me.

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Hannah Adams was a 15 years old freshment highschool girl. Harry Styles was her classmate and also her friend. They fell for eachother. They shared some kind of spark. But then all of that ended when her dad decided to take her away from Harry and away from Holmes Chapel thinking that would keep his one and only daughter safe. What will happen when Hannah comes back to Harry's life after 6 years? Will they remember? Will they remember the spark they shared years ago? Will their hearts beat for eachother again? Let me tell you one thing, Love never forget.
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