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My name is Bailey Rose and I live in the city of New York. I'm a small town girl, born and raised on a small farm in the middle of nowhere. I moved to New York to peruse my dream of being an artist. My mother and father were killed in a terrible car accident when I was a young girl. I now live in a very small apartment with a cat named Marble. I'm working at a local coffee shop which is down the street from where I live. I was getting the rest of my boxes out of my car when I see a man. He is tall, lean, curly brown hair, and emerald green eyes. I passed him on the steps and he turned and held the door open for me and gave me a warm genuine smile.
"Thank you," I told him kindly.
"No problem love," he replied. His British accent thick. He grabbed the box from my hands and asked which apartment was mine. I walked behind him as he kindly carried the box to my apartment.
"Where would you like it?"
"Um, in the corner by the window."
He set the box down and brushed his hands off then looked at me. He gave me another smile and held his hand out to me.
"I'm Harry. I live across the hallway."
"I'm Bailey," I shook his hand and returned the smile.
"Hey, I've got to run. It was so lovely meeting you, Bailey."
"It was nice meeting you as well, Harry."
He smiled and left the building. I'm not sure but I think....I think he's Harry Styles. Oh God. I shook my head, doubting that it was. I walked downstairs to get the rest of the boxes from my car. I'm still trying to think if it was or wasn't. I'll be in trouble if the Harry Styles was my neighbor.
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FanfictionThere is a girl named Bailey Rose. She lives in the City of New York and she is perusing her dream of being an artist. She comes to an encounter with a famous man who lives across the hall from her. Little did she know he would change her life.
