The wall between us - Obama x Harry styles - Highschool AU - Hobama

The wall between us - Obama x Harry styles - Highschool AU - Hobama

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Harry has been crushing on the school's bad boy, Obama, since elementary. Unfortunately, Obama has a girlfriend. She's beautiful, kind, cute and caring. Everything harry thinks he's not. "If thats his type," thought the brunette as he brushed a strand of hair behind his ears "I'll never have a chance." Little does harry know how wrong he is. A lovely story of self acceptance, heartbreak, and the power of eternal love. (I do not know the personalities of Obama, Harry styles, or any other celebrity/well known person mentioned in the story. Their personalities are based on assumptions, their appearance, the media i have seen them in, my horrible judge of character, and things i find funny. I apologize if things come off as offensive. This is a joke. I mean no harm.)
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"You'll never get this done, you know?" The satisfaction was evident in his voice. "You could leave me alone so I can actually get this finished. Or pick up a brush." I gestured to the abundance of supplies I had purchased. "Mmm, no thanks. Don't really have my painting clothes on." My smirk reappeared and I turned fully to face him. "That's a real shame," I cocked my head to the side and fake pouted before pointing in his direction, "the door frame is wet." His body shot off the door frame he had been leaning against and he looked over his shoulder to see the line of white paint trailing down his presumably expensive coat. "Have a great rest of your day, Mr Styles." I flicked my hands in a 'go away' gesture before sliding the door closed behind him. **** TW: This story contains mentions/descriptions of physical/emotional/sexual abuse, coarse language and mature content. HIGHEST RANKINGS: No.3 #HarryStyles No.1 #HarryStylesFanfic No.6 #Friendships No.1 #HarryEdwardStyles No.1 #Soft No.1 #hs No.1 #1D No.1 #alternateuniverse No.1 #slowburn

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