"So Harry, tell us about how you met Kiera?" "Well it's simple really; she was at one of our shows, she was front row and she was texting the entire time." "And was it love at first sight?" "No, no - I wouldn't call it love; more like a burning pot of smothering hate." Kiera Henshaw wasn't your average fangirl; I don't think I would even classify her as a fangirl at all but there she was, front row with two friends. I swear she was mocking me with cynical smiles and arched brows but damn she was beautiful and damn her for getting me into all this trouble. Fangirls; they'll really be the death of me. Fangirls by Comatose_All Rights Reserved
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