Opposite worlds, opposite lives, opposite everything, yet somehow they fit together. We don't belong, but who's going to keep us. Harry Styles works in a bakery. It all starts when a punk rocker, Louis Tomlinson enters the small bakery.
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This description and the first chapter were not written by me. My friend wrote them and never got to finish the rest. I will not be changing either of them, but I continued his idea.
My description:
Harry Styles was your average small-town boy. He was a momma's boy who worked in a bakery. One day, when Louis Tomlinson, vocalist for a band called Red Lake, enters the bakery, both of their lives are flipped upside down. Opposites attract, right?
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"I don't belong, Harry," Louis whispers.
I move my hand over, entwining our fingers, "We don't belong, Louis."
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PLEASE DO NOT COPY THIS WORK OR TRANSLATE IT.
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
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