The Jock and Me

The Jock and Me

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He is a Jock. I am a Nerd. We came from two different worlds. He was dating my twin sister, but I liked him. He knows it. He is Harry Styles. I am Sarah Black.
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There were three kinds of Harry known to man. Harry around his friends. Bad boy Harry. And perverted flirt Harry. Obviously I wasn't his friend so the only time I saw 'with his friends Harry' was at lunch when they were alone at their table. His smiles and laughs seemed more real and less snarky. His eyes would widen then squeeze shut because he was laughing so hard. I wasn't Harry's friend so all I got was a whole lot of asshole Harry. I decided that's bad boy Harry and perverted flirt Harry combined. Harry wasn't Adam and Adam wasn't Harry. I don't know which I wanted. It was hard in a situation like this. Do you want the boy you thought you loved or the boy who loves you.

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