Come Sail Away (Short Story)
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MatureOngoing<5 mins
Last published Thu, Sep 1, 2016
"It'd been nine years, of course Harry wouldn't remember him, but as he looked into those strikingly familiar green eyes, he felt himself falling all over again. They may have been sailing through the middle of an ocean, but Louis had never felt closer to home."
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