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Terrible Things (Harry Styles Love Story)

Terrible Things (Harry Styles Love Story)

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Fri, Oct 10, 20146h 41m
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Harry Styles
Diana is quiet, loud, shy, fragile, and strong all at the same time. Over the amount of years that she's been on this earth, she's been an open book - vulnerable to everyone's rude comments and odd looks... But it wasn't like that up until about two years ago. Two years ago, everything spiraled down brought her into a... dark place. Now, she holds a secret that she hopes no one finds out. And she almost makes it without anyone finding out... until him. Harry Edward Styles. No one really knows where he came from. He sort of just popped up, and ever since, he's been consuming her every thought. And she needs to get him out of her head before he gets so close that it basically kills her. (the lyrics when you first start reading, are the lyrics to the song that the title came from. You can skip that if you choose)
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