Just Another Boy (Austin Mahone Fan Fic)
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Ongoing, First published Jul 14, 2014
I was just filling in for my friends interview at Mahone's Interprising. I didn't expect to fall inlove with a such a beautiful devil, yet a spontaneous individual human. When we met our eyes locked, and that's where our love began
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