When Hate Turns Into Love (Harry styles Fanfic)

When Hate Turns Into Love (Harry styles Fanfic)

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Mar 15, 2014
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Harry Styles
Bailey thinks shes fat, ugly, a waste of space and time and shes self concious... Bailey moves from Ireland to holms chapel after her dad dies to live with her brother and mum. She was happy about leaving because her life in Ireland was terrible, she wasnt the person shes always wanted to be. When shes settled into her new school she turns into the teenage girl shes always wanted to be Shes now a typical teenage girl, loves her phone and is always out with her friends, going to parties and just likes having a fun time. But then she starts having quite a hard time but then she starts being bullied yet again. But by the school bad boy/hottie, Harry Styles. things dont quite fit into place. Will Harry continue to bully? Will she fall or stand her ground? Will it get better or worse? Will she still hate him? Will he still hate her? Only one can know.
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