Louis
It's so weird, how Harry has been carrying this journal around everywhere. He even takes it to the bathroom which is a bit odd to me.
And when I try to see it, he smacks my hands or screams No! and runs away.
Shall I investigate?
I'm not sure, since I'm just a bit scared somewhat.
He can just stop talking to me or something, which will honestly break my heart.
I'll just keep my nosy self to itself.
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Fanfiction[all rights reserved.] [copyright 2014//hotchocolateniall.] "So our fans call us Larry Stylinson." "Is it true?" "Yeah."