roaline makes her way over to the door of her new neighbour.
her mother has given her a basket of biscuits that she needs to give to them as a welcome gift.
rosaline rings the doorbell and waits patiently for the door to be opened.
she looks straight into his green eyes and blushes.
"hello, sir. i'm rosaline, your new neighbour. i have brought you cookies to welcome you here. my mommy baked them herself."
rosaline gives the older man the basket and he smiles at her.
"well, that's very nice of you rosaline. i'm harry styles."
rosaline nods her head.
"i'm very sorry, mr. styles. but i have to go, ballet class is in an hour."
she smiles at him and then walks to her own house.
"i have a feeling we will meet again very soon, rosaline. you are my next."
he grins to himself.
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A/N
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rosaline - h.s.
Acak"you're just like my baby girl." "i love you so much, baby girl." "i want you, baby girl." in which rosaline is a naive seventeen-year-old and harry has literally gone mental after losing his only baby girl.
