Summer love

Summer love

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what would you do if you had to move back to London after your parents died moved in with your aunt and Harry Styles falls for you well Jasmin will experience that and much more as she starts falling in love with Harry for the first time at least that's what she thinks cause she doesn't know that Harry is her childhood friend Edward as she knew him as and her first love her first kiss the one she left behind but most importantly each others summer love
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