tinder | h.s. au
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  • Reads 1,299
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  • Parts 12
  • Time 1h 15m
Ongoing, First published May 22, 2015
Mature
Brielle was quite the rebel. Her life was full of parties, drugs, one night stands, and reckless adventures with her friends . . . but a single night triggered something she had always pushed aside and buried under the things that distracted her from the reality of her mind. Little did she know that there was more to the story, a truth that can only be set free by one person. Her best friend, Arabella. The only person who knows about Brielle's "secret".
Then she meets Harry Styles. All it took was a right swipe on the dating app Tinder, a few messages exchanged, and a couple dates for Harry to make his way into Brielle's life. With him in the picture now, Brielle has one responsibility --- don't let Harry find out.
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H.S. Z.M. 1D. When America's Sweetheart, Ludmilla Hanson, is admitted into rehab, she asks her identical twin sister, Camilla, for a favor. She needs Cami to take her place during the shootings of a new major movie. Normally, it wouldn't be a problem for Cami—she's used to do everything her sister wants—except this is THE Movie of the year, featuring none other than Harry Styles—and he kinda makes her jittery. Follow Cami, Harry and Zayn on Set as they deal with acting, singing and crazy fans. ____________ Excerpt: Harry grabbed my arm, stopping my escape. Slowly, I turned around to face him, my eyes full of tears. “Why’d you lie, Cami?” he asked. “If that’s even your actual name.” Through my blurred vision, I looked at him. His dark curls covered his eyes, and I couldn’t see him properly. Was he mad? It felt like he was mad—the grip on my arm was tight. “Answer me,” he shouted.