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Tremble (Harry Styles)
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Continúa, Has publicado jul 24, 2013
The cold; It brought Harry his wolf, the one with the perfect white coat, and the piercing blue eyes. The cold brought him happiness, something the summer could never do. 

The heat; It brought Kelsey the one thing she longed for the most, humanity. For a few short months, she got to live a normal life, never daring to speak at Harry. 

When Kelsey and Harry happen to meet one night after an accident, the bond between them is undeniable. The boys had never seen Harry so happy. Will Kelsey's double life rip them apart, or will they fight something that can't be undone to stay together?
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(You got here just in time to let me know I was worth saving) Everything is different, yet so eerily comfortable and the same. There's silence for a moment, and everything is still like the world is holding it's breath and waiting for the right moment to exhale. And then Louis is choking and gasping and his eyes are so wide and innocent and blue like deep pools of azure sea water in the Caribbean and Harry is chanting his name, whispering it softly into the air like a prayer. He rolls Louis on to his side and helps him clear the water from his lungs and he doesn't stop saying his name: Louis, Louis, Louis. He's pulling the older lad's body to his own, sitting him up and wrapping his arms around his shivering frame and rubbing reassuring circles on his back with his thumb and he still doesn't stop because all he can think about is: Louis, Louis, Louis.