Together On The Field - l.s
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  • Reads 53,135
  • Votes 1,326
  • Parts 13
  • Time 5h 58m
Complete, First published Apr 15, 2018
When Louis Tomlinson enters the waiting room, Harry can distinctly feel his heart sinking to his stomach.
The man's hair is ruffled and dishevelled and his red jersey, damp with sweat from training, clings to his perfect and chiseled body. He stands there, almost unreal, against the glass door, peering inside the office.
Harry knew this would've happened, sooner or later. That he would have bumped into him. They play for the same club after all, even if they're in different leagues. It's not weird.
It is not.
Except it totally is.
 
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Or, the one where Harry has a knee injury and an embarrassing crush on Manchester United's pretty number ten.
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