My (not-so) superman

My (not-so) superman

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Walking alone on a cold, bitter night in Woodstock isn't the best thing to do for a 17 year old. Even if you just fought with your mom. The freaky mist unnaturally crawling across the damp road while very new gas guzzlers pass through; and creepy men dragging their heavy feet along the paved sidewalks. The sound of gunshots from blocks away make me speed up my pace as the shouting from outraged men fade away. After several minutes of horrific silence, I begin to hear heavy footsteps behind me. Finally, a terrifying voice speaks out...
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@eerbooks asked me to write a story where one of them is a driver for the other. Louis moved to London and got a job as Harry Styles (famous artist) personal driver. He thought that he would be a rude celebrity but to his surprise, Harry was really sweet. A special shoutout to @Harold4President who asked me to include Harry kissing Louis freckle on his hand in one of my stories. Here it is. ❤ Purely fictional, some smut warning.

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