Old Canvas. [H.S]

Old Canvas. [H.S]

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Violet Evans is a young aspiring artist who enjoys the smell of ancient books, visiting places she can't even pronounce and oil painting on an old canvas. But she really do despise crowded places, the smell of cigarette smoke and... Herself. This last being the reason she decides to end with her life on a cold december night. Or at least that's what she had planned, until a strange guy with a knitted beige sweater and puzzling emerald eyes stops her. His name is Harry Styles. And who the hell is Harry Styles? Well, that is exactly what Violet will try to find out.
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Frankie Evans, 29, lives a very simple life in a suburb to London. She goes to work, pays her bills and sees her friends. She considers herself the frumpy one of the friend group, never the one to catch anyone's attention. Frankie has issues - she knows that. Her dating life is somewhere between non-existent and rock-bottom. One night she runs into a guy, who turns her world upside-down. He's one of the most attractive men in the world, a household name and hit-maker, Harry Styles. Be advised: mature language and content. Some derogatory language used, but with absolutely no intention to belittle, demean, insult, or disparage anyone.

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