He Didn't Get It
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Ongoing5m
Last published Tue, Apr 12, 2016
"Him" he repeats distastefully curling his lips "you like him"
"Yeah I do" I shot back, my eyes flashing.
He sneered at this "why?" For a moment he almost seemed hurt that I didn't like him
In which a story of Harry endlessly loving Louis until it ends? Then Louis becomes a 'supportive' friend or could you even call him that?
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