Belong to oneself.

Belong to oneself.

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Harry. Una parola, quattro lettere. Mi chiamo Harry Styles, 20 anni. Ero piccolo quando mi hanno trovato, avevo all'incirca due mesi. Nessuno sapeva chi fossi o cosa fosse successo alla mia famiglia. Sono stato trovato davanti la porta di quel centro malandato pieno di bambini senza genitori. Louis Tomlinson, quasi diciottenne. Entrato nella vita di Harry, come un uragano, per sconvolgerla. Anche lui senza genitori. Due anime solitarie, due sguardi che si incrociano, due cuori che si appartengono.
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