Boys Don't Cry

Boys Don't Cry

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Although she wouldn't like to admit it, Isabel Allen can be selfish, argumentative, and more than a little insecure. When she and the moody, tattooed and positively infuriating Harry Styles are forced to work together at a bowling alley three days a week, Isabel thinks she's living in her own personal hell. But time changes more than just the seasons, and one year is a long time to work out not only each other, but yourself, too. A story about messy hair, heavy drinking, marathons, film trivia and being okay. (This story isn't mine, all credit to oxegenstyles!)
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Nessa Black has sworn off men after her ex leaves her with a broken heart. But when Harry Styles walks into her London tattoo parlor, her world is rocked. Harry has never felt about anyone the way he feels about Nessa, but can he convince her to take a chance? - - I am about to grab the door handle, when the door pushes back and a cold breeze hits me. I look up and find myself up close and personal with a familiar face, but even I get a shock. Harry Styles is in a word beautiful! I can't help staring. He is taller than I expected and even though he is wearing a black hoodie, sweatpants and vans, it is obvious he is lean and fit. He has the most beautiful blue-green eyes, gorgeous unruly curly brown hair and a smile (complete with a huge dimples), that would make any girl week at the knees Get a grip Nessa, I tell myself and I snap out of it long enough to hear him say "Hi I'm Harry" and put his hand out so I can shake it-and as hands go it's pretty spectacular, with numerous rings and midnight blue nail polish...

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