To be irrevocably in love with Harry Styles was absolutely devastating.
There was no recognition in his dull eyes. No signs of emotion, not even a ghost of a smile. It seemed like every untroubled moment he'd ever experienced, ever cherished, had suddenly left his body and vanished into thin air.
All that remained between us were my own charred and abused memories of our manic love, and one broken heart.
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The Doppler Effect [h.s]
FanfictionMissing you comes in waves; but tonight I'm drowning.