Autograph || h.s.

Autograph || h.s.

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Harry Styles
1Direction
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Figuras Famosas: Músicos
Ten one-shots of Harry and Cameron's relationship- and it all started over an autograph. EXCERPT: "Oh my god it was Cameron, she's smiling." Harry says exasperatedly. "Yep." I shrug casually. "Cameron wins!" The host yells into the microphone and the whole crowd laughs and cheers. "That was fun... I wanna do that again.. Can we get more shots please?! Oh Lewis, I am totally playing this with you..." The host trails off. "You're quite the actress, aren't you Cameron? Can I get your autograph?" Harry asks teasingly and I laugh. "Only if I can have yours." "Touché...deal." STARTED DECEMBER 2020 FINISHED FEBRUARY 2021
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Love. War. Lies. Nothing stays buried. Emersyn escaped once. But freedom comes with scars, and the past has a way of bleeding through the cracks. As secrets unravel and loyalties fracture, she's forced to decide who she can trust in a world built on betrayal. And Harry Styles, the only person who felt like safety, might be the one who costs her everything. When it comes down to him or her, survival or sacrifice, she knows one thing: She's not making the wrong choice this time. * "Then help me understand." The room tilts. My breath is ragged, his face too close, that quiet demand pulling the ground out from under me. Neither of us moves. There's an inch between us that feels like a cliff edge, almost like one wrong step will send us both over. "I hate you," I whisper, the words tasting like blood and truth. His jaw tightens, and his eyes drag over my face like he's memorizing every line, every crack I swore I'd never let him see. The silence stretches thin; my pulse is hammering so loud it drowns out the world. "Good," he mutters finally, voice rough. **** Started: 1/14/2025 Ended: TBD **** (Cover credit @antiheroics16)

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