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"You're a fucking brat, you know?" He says, glaring down at me. I scowl back at him, looking up at the face I used to love so much, hardly able to recognise this person. "And you're a disgrace, Harry. An absolute disgrace." // He is Harry Styles, the glittering, troubled English singer of The Shadows. She is Rose Moore, the love of his life. Fifteen years ago, they met. Thirteen years ago, they fell in love. Last year, everything fell apart. Now, they're everything and nothing. She refuses to be with him, and he sleeps with everyone to spite her for it. Still, they orbit each other like satellites in a dysfunctional in-between. She knows she's codependent. He knows he's fucked up. Something's got to give. Maybe her heart. Maybe not. WARNING: FEATURES STRONG LANGUAGE // SEXUAL CONTENT // VIOLENCE // DRUG AND ALCOHOL ABUSE. {UPDATES EVERY WEEK}
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