Secrets
- LECTURES 311
- Votes 2
- Chapitres 16
En cours d'écriture1h 6m
Dernière publication sam., mai 21, 2016
Louis Tommlison was the biggest bad ass in school... Even the nerds looked up to him. He never seemed to have any worries that is until a boy with emerald green eyes and flowers that lay upon his addicting black curly hair moved to town. That's when everything changed.
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"I think I" the older boy starts
"You want to beat me up-"
Harry would have finished his sentence if it wasn't for the older boy who leaned in and kissed him, forcing him to stop talking.
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