A Bag Changed My Life (harry styles fan fiction)

A Bag Changed My Life (harry styles fan fiction)

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Harry Styles
What do you do when you have a past that haunts you everyday? But then you finally get the chance to leave it all behind and move to a completely new place? This was the case with Emma Robbs. London.New town and new situations. And one stupid bag changes her entire life. Not to mention it was the bag of Harry Styles. Yes,the one from the biggest band of the era,the worldwide heartthrob. The world thought that Emma was lucky,but she begged to differ. THAT was until she really got to know him. Not what the press made him out to be. So what is going to happen? Will she learn to love him? Or will the hate make it too tough? And not to forget the past that still haunts her. Would it be easy? Are they really made for each other? Dating the most wanted guy on the planet is a challenge. Will she accept it? One thing's for sure. Loving someone has never been so difficult before. A Bag Changed My Life! ~by xXDirectioner_xX
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