Dos dagas, una flor
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MatureComplete Wed, Jun 3, 202641m
Al viajar a la Ciudad de México Louis hace colaboración con un chico llamado Isaías el cual tiene un canal de YouTube donde hacen recetas de comida e invita diferentes artistas, entre platicas, risas se muestran sus tatuajes y descubren que ambos tienen el mismo tatuaje ambos no dicen específicamente que significa pero referente a nada más y nada menos que Harry Styles, ambos están enamorados del chico de ojos verdes.
El giro de trama entra cuando Louis e Isaías descubren que son hermanos ¿Los hermanos Tomlinson lucharán contra el amor de Harry Styles? Descúbrelo en 2 dagas y una flor.
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