Coffee Secrets ( Harry Styles fanfic)

Coffee Secrets ( Harry Styles fanfic)

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WpMetadataReadCompleta ven, ago 22, 20148h 0m
Half of the One Direction fanbase wanted Harry Styles. And that same half, couldnt have him. I on the other hand wanted a cup of coffee. That's all I wanted. If me and my stupid need for coffee hadn't walked into Starbucks that day, I wouldnt be all over the news today. I wouldnt be part of one the biggest scandals ever thought of. And i definately wouldnt be the reason for someones heart breaking in a million pieces right before my eyes. I never wanted to be apart of this secret club. I never wanted my life to change. And I certainly did not want to have anything to do with any member of One Direction. But you see, I didn't have a choice. With the guarantee of 50 grand to pay for my dads medical bills.. No was not an option. They told me it was simple, really. Keep Harry Styles happiness under your grip. They wanted control, so I helped them get it. "If we can't have him, we wanna choose who does" They never told me why they chose me. And I still don't know. Probably never will. All I knew was there's a secret. And every single fan new about it. That secret? Me. I'm never drinking coffee again
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I had one chance. One chance to escape the hell in which I was living. One chance to break away from the life I never wanted in the first place. One chance to start a family with five people that actually loved me. One chance to stop the torture I was putting myself through. One chance to feel safe, like I belonged. One chance to be a normal teen like the ones you see in movies. One chance to be me. One chance to make everything right for once. I had one chance, a single chance to hit the middle of the target. One wrong move, and everything crumbled... (Sorry the bio sucks -.- The story is better. I promise!)

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