Oblivion [H.S.]

P r o l o u g e

disclaimer: this is only fiction. None of the things I write is based on actual incidents. Anything that's related to real life is only coincidents, except of names and looks. The peoples behaviour in this story is also only fiction. One Direction is not existing here, so none of the boys are famous whatsoever. Any companies or places I write can also be fiction, so it will probably be a mixture of real and fiction. Anything I write comes from me, so please don't steal anything. Hope you like this story!

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"It's my turn to pick a song now."

"You picked the last one!"

"No, I didn't, you did, now shut up and let me choose."

"Fine, you stubborn little prick."

"Hey!"

"I'm sorry, Harold. I love you."

"I told you not to call me that."

"I can call you whatever I want, babe."

"Fine then, Sophie."

"Okay, I'm sorry, I'll never call you Harold again, stop it."

"Thought so."

Harry and Sophia were on a road trip, not really having a certain destination in mind. They just drove. Drove without commitment. Without a single plan in mind. That's what they did, Harry and Sophia. Driving without a destination. Their relationship had no certain place in mind. No certain plan. No certain way to go. All they wanted was to be together, not letting time or surroundings affect them. Bewitching and captivating each other over and over again.

But every road has it's end, right?