Why Do They Hate Me?

Why Do They Hate Me?

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Hi, I'm Eleanor and I'm Louis Tomlinson's girlfriend. There are these people, "Larry" shippers that hate me. We have tried so hard to get them to like me, but it only makes them hate me more. Everyone loves Perrie and Sophia, everyone loved Danielle. What is it about me that no one likes? Harry is usually the one that everyone likes, when he dated Taylor, everyone was like "I totally ship 'Haylor'!" I just don't get it. Why do they hate me?
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You don't like your best friend's girlfriend. Harry has had a crush on Louis for years. He's easy to talk to, supersmart, and totally gets him. Lately it even seems like he's paying extra attention to him. Everything would be perfect except for two things: Louis is Eleanor's boyfriend, and Louis is Harry's best friend. Harry forces himself to avoid Louis and tries to convince himself not to like him. He feels so guilty for wanting him, and the last thing he wants is to hurt his best friend. But when he's thrown together with Louis one night, something happens. It's wonderful...and awful. Harry is torn apart by guilt, but what he feels is nothing short of addiction, and he can't stop himself from wanting more... In dependence on "the unwritten rule"

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