Home (A One Direction Fanfiction)

Home (A One Direction Fanfiction)

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Harry Styles
There are some people in this world, who can make places so far away from home, seem like home. I found this person. If only he wasn't so untouchable. Wanna know why? This person, is Harry Styles.
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[A Fanfiction Of A Guy That Looks Perfectly Like Harry Styles] "I totally had the perfect life , I was rich, lived in a happy family and loving parents , I had so many friends and I was moving too fast towards my dream. But nothing lasts forever , in a moment you can lose everything, in a second your whole life can change. Also everything can be better because of one person that you never expected to meet. So I had this life experience and I tried to write it .."Always trust who you do love!" :) --------------------------------------- He suddenly caught my arm stopping me from moving" M-Molly, wait" he bumbled,i stared at him, he didn't use to stutter "Yes?" i calmly said, "Do you love me?" he asked in a low voice, I was surprised by the weird question at a weird time, but "I do, Harry" he still didn't let go of my arm " Promise, you won't judge me because of what is not my fault." i frowned as i didn't get what he wanted to say, he noticed and repeated "Promise, you will not hate me for who i'm really not" I smiled widely "Don't be an idiot, I don't think hating you could ever be an actual thing!" I said, but probably that wasn't the right answer for the question ...

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