Living in Harmony (A Louis Tomlinson love story)

I remember the first time I saw his face. His eyes were intense, like the sea, staring into mine. They were like knives, piercing me in the sweetest manner. He had a familiar look to him, about as familiar as Spring or Autumn. He had a sense of adventure to him too, with a dash of danger. I don't know why, but I was somehow attracted to it like a magnet. I didn't understand it. I still don't, and I don't think I ever will. But does it even matter? Why should it? I questioned myself, watching his every move from afar. I didn't even realize until later that that wasn't enough. I needed more. I needed him.

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