Call Me! (Harry Styles)

Call Me! (Harry Styles)

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It was just a normal day at work for Scarlett, taking order, cleaning you know boring thing waitresses do. Until two men enter the restaurant, they seemed to be hiding from something, it wasn't until they removed their hoods that Scarlett realized who they actually were. Harry Styles and Niall Horan. Two of the five boys from the most famous band in the world. What does Scarlett do when a certain man with curls and green eyes leaves his number on a napkin for her? Born_Confused27567 Call Me! © 2014, born_confused27567 Self-publishing ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. This book contains material protected under International and Federal Copyright Laws and Treaties. Any unauthorized reprint or use of this material is prohibited. No part of the book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording or by any information storage and retrieval system without express written permission from the author/ publisher
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You would be surprised how much only two words could affect you. He said them with great confidence and a hint of something that made the hair on the back of my neck stand straight. It made me want to call all my friends and family and have them enrolled in the Witness Protection Program. His hands went to my hips, fingers digging deep into my skin; keeping me in place. I kept telling him to stop, let me go, to leave me alone. But he would just smirk or laugh as his friends would have to repeat themselves to me once more, "He's always got what he wants." I don't care if he has. I mean who would? After many squirming sessions and my annoyed pleads, he finally let me go. I walked through the restaurant doors and sat at the booth my friends were at. Maybe I should ask my friends if they know him? But I only know his first name, Louis. Who is this Louis character? It doesn't matter, it's not like I'll ever see him again. #1 FOR PUNK LOUIS TOMLINSON !!

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