She Stole My Heart // Hariana

Prologue

I never really thought my career would end up like this. I just had it planned that I'd go to one last concert then quit the band for good but then I saw her.

She was up on stage and I tried to not let myself get captivated by her presence and natural beauty. I was doing good for the first few songs until I heard the music stop and she started to talk.

"Um, okay so this next song is a ballad and it was written by Harry Styles and... its called A Little Bit of Your Heart." right when she said my name the crowd erupted into cheers and my breath caught in my throat. Hearing my name roll off of her tongue in her smooth voice like that reeled me in and I was trapped.

After that I knew I was a goner.

Now I'm sitting in a messed up bed with a lightly snoring Ariana tucked in the covers next to me. The large white bed makes her look so tiny and angelic while her hair spreads about the pillow in a messy halo. The light spills into the sickly clean hotel room, shining against her olive skin and I reach out to touch her.

It was a scary realization. Being so few inches away, just close enough to caress her tiny body in my arms. My hand brushes against her forehead, brushing away some of her golden hair. She moves underneath my touch and her eyes flutter open slowly before she yawns and smiles up at me.

"Good morning, Mr. Styles." She says softly.

It was right then and there that I realized I was deadly addicted to her like a drug.

I had fallen to deep in to leave her now... and I don't think I ever wanted to.