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He wanted me for sex... I wanted him for a grade, but along the way, we both realized that we needed more than the things we bargained for; we needed each other in more ways than one. ** THIS STORY INCLUDES AGE DIFFERENCES, SEXUAL ACTIVITIES AND REFERENCES, VIOLENCE, AND FOUL LANGUAGE! * None of the images included in the chapters belong to me - unless stated otherwise. #8 in one direction (01-23-21) #18 in harrystyles (01-23-21) #1 in 1D (04-14-21) - Reuploaded after the site deleted it - January 29, 2021
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He always picked on me, and only me. My friends didn't see my problem with him, and they clearly couldn't understand mine. Mr. fucking Styles would be the death of me. *I'm re-writing this so it might be some what similar to the original! I promise this one is supposed to be better written*

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