Broken Smile // h.s. // EDITING&REWRITING
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Lost, broken, pathless, rough, reckless, troubles, the six words that discribed running Cherl Stillwater the most. She was a lost 16 year old girl with a 4 year old daughter named Olivia. On a summer in Cheshire, Cherl met Harry Styles. "I am just a girl you met in a bar." Cherl replied on Harry's question about her name. They fall in love, other things happend and she couldn't stay.. Cherl changed her identity, say hello too Charlotte Woods. The Friday before Christmas Eve, she finds herself beeing kidnapped by the one and only One Direction. They want to help her but Char did not let them, she could handle it because she'll always look out for herself. Memories flew back in to Harry's and Char's minds about that weekend last summer. Only Harry doesn't know Charlotte is actually Cherl, no one knows about her identity change. On the way of beeing with the five hot lads she finds her self falling in love with the certain Irish one, how could she be in love with two guys at the same time? Beeing Cherl or Char, she will always be better of with a really good lie.. Will Char stay with Niall or will everyone finds out about her identity switch? And what will change cheeky Harry's his mind if he stays with her, even after what she did to him? Find out what happens in 'Broken Smile'
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