They Don't Know About Us

They Don't Know About Us

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Gabby is 18, carefree, gorgeous, funny and let's not for get a major One Direction fan. Even for that cheeky boy named Harry Styles. One night Gabby and Harry bump into each other & exchange numbers Will their relationship go farther, will Harry fall in love? Or will one small problem keep them apart? Read and find out!
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