Vienna Peterson was a complicated girl. She was both shy and way too loud, both sad and happy, both lonely and always surrounded by people. All she wanted to do was get by. All she wanted to do was make it to college. Harry Styles was popular, though Vienna couldn't explain why. He was a dick, really. That was her first impression of him. A dick with a pretty face. Being around him was exhausting, so why did she keep coming back for more? Magnetic, she thought. Magnetic was the only word to truly describe that boy she met that summer.
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