Freckled Teeth (Louis Tomlinson.) AU
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"hey." the mysterious boy said with a serious and cringing facial expression.
"u-um yes?" I shuddered. I was afraid to know why he was giving me that look.
"your teeth are freckled." I gave him a frightening stare.
"I What!?"
Let's just say.... dreams do come true
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