cHaPtEr OnE (flashback)

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I feel so high school every time, I look at you

 Love was what Harry Styles dreamed of. It was a bummer he hadn't found it yet. He found it beautiful and so heartwarming. It was like a light in the darkest night. It was a sunflower in a barren desert. It was one of a kind.

One fateful night, he was walking home in the dark where the only lights were coming from houses and street lights. He wasn't scared though. He always believed that the spirit of Love would save him.

And that night, it did.

He didn't see the crater in the middle of the road.

He was crying because his best friend Liam had just been heartbroken by one of the seemingly nicest people he knew. 

It was in times like those, that Harry doubted in love.

And somehow, every time he did, he always ended up in hurt.

Love believed in him though because just as he tripped a strong pair of  arms pulled him back.

A husky voice whispered, "Watch where you're going love! You could have gotten severely hurt. Come with me... let's get you out of the dark. Beautiful people like you shouldn't be putting themselves in danger... especially at this time..."

Harry knew not to trust strangers but his heart was pulling him to that mysterious man.

Soon, the said mysterious man brought him into a little inn.

Harry could soon see him in the light.

"I'm Zayn Malik"

Zayn was beautiful. 

Beautiful like the sunset. He was breath taking. 

It was love at first sight for Harry, as cliché as it sounds.

"Look, uhm, I go to school with you... we're in the same class... and uhh I don't want you to think I'm some creep." Zayn mumbled shyly.

"Oh... uh, thanks Har- I mean Zayn..." Harry stammered.

"I know this is the wrong time but, uh, can I have your number?" Zayn asked quickly not meeting Harry's eyes.


Truth, dare, spin bottles, you know how to ball, I know Aristotle

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