Little Birdy

Little Birdy

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It's said that when someone leaves you forget their voice. I never forgot his voice, even when he died. I could never forget his smile, blue eyes, and his brown hair. I could never forget anything about the love of my life. I don't want to either, I'd be good with him right next to me now, instead of six feet under the ground. I'd be okay with the murderer behind bars, instead of still out on the streets. I'd rather have him dead. Rotting in the ground. I'd have my love here, helping me raise my child, our child. I could watch them play soccer, or football, or even watch TV. We could go on family walks and be happy. So, I will always remember, My Louis William Tomlinson. Always.
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Freedom

Harry Styles had it all. He was a record-selling artist who played on all the big arenas around the world. His shows were always sold out and he had the best fanbase. The only thing he didn't have was the one thing he wanted the most: freedom. He had been discovered at age 16 and he had been too naive. He and his mom had signed a ten-year-long contract and they didn't understand then that they signed away his freedom. His management controlled almost everything. They refused to let him come out as gay. Instead, they made him look like a womanizer, forcing him to go on date after date with beautiful high profile women. Harry was so tired of it. He somehow managed to convince his manager to give him three months off. He immediately packed his clothes and headed to his farmhouse in the north of England for some alone time. To his surprise the old couple that was his only neighbors had their grandson helping them out. A gorgeous blue-eyed man named Louis... Purely fictional. Smutwarning!

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