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Harold Styles that's his name, and there's nothing in the world that could compare to his beautiful soft long brown curly hair and his perfect face and those mysterious hazel eyes
Layla Westfield is her name, and she's just a complete ordinary girl with dark brown wavy hair and has ordinary brown eyes and that works in the library Harold never noticed her but little did she know that once he walked in the library my life would change
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