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Once deemed the great savior of Canadian Hockey, Harry Styles finds himself broken and tossed aside by the city that once built him up. Harry hopes that the neon lights of a new city will give him what he's waited his whole life for, unaware they just might unravel his dark past.
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A full-on smirk returns to Harry's lips. "Now we're talking. Long story or short?" "Short." "I need you to pretend to be my boyfriend for preferably six months." Well, that was a short story indeed. - Louis hates hockey. If there is one thing this man loves more than his bartending job, it would be Harry Styles. That is how he finds himself in Sheffield during the IIHF World Championship season, not listening to his best friend, Zayn, who keeps telling him that Harry Styles, one of the most famous hockey players ever, is not the man for him. But what if the night Harry walks into Louis's beer-stained bar leads to more than just a one-night stand? - Contains themes some readers might find difficult. Such as: - invasion of privacy (off-page), - mention of drugs, - alcohol consumption, - food-related struggles (binging, purging, starving oneself on purpose), - medical emergencies, - death references, - implied/referred sexual assault, - childhood trauma (remembered), - strong language, - smut... Disclaimer: None of this is real. This is fiction. Nothing in this story is meant to imply anything, nor does this reflect the reality. I am NOT a doctor, healthcare provider, or medical professional.

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