Wincing as pain washed over him, Harry felt his heart sink when he left the room, Sophie was gone, and he hadn't even gotten a a chance to say hello. As he was about to leave, his train of thought was interrupted by his phone buzzing
From: Unknown
Message: My dad wouldn't give you my number, but I got yours from the client book ;) Maybe we could meet up sometime? :) S xx
Sent To: Unknown
Message: Yeah, I'd really like that. Don't get to spend much time with girls as flawlessly beautiful as you ;) H xx
Harry's heart skipped a beat, he'd never felt like this before. All he wanted was his tattoo, but now this beautiful brunette bombshell had stolen his heart, and he didn't care if she never gave it back. That was the thing about Harry. He hardly ever fell in love, but when he did, he fell hard. As he walked out on to the street, an ACDC song blared in his ears, but he was oblivious to the lyrics as his thoughts spun out of control. As his mind spiraled out of control, he almost didn't notice the hot pink Convertible that pulled out in front of him. Before he even had time to register what had happened, the window was rolled down, and a familiar face appeared with a shy smirk curling on her lips.
"Watch where you're going, eh Styles?" the girl spoke softly, laughing airily.
"Pretty sure you're not supposed to drive on the sidewalk, Sophie!" Harry chuckles, trying not to look too shocked by the incident that had just unfolded and could have potentially been fatal. She just smiled, beckoning him to come closer. As Harry closed the space between them, he slipped his Beats off, leaving them resting on his neck as the rain feel quicker, soaking through his beanie and causing his t-shirt to cling to him again. The more he tried to ignore how beautiful Sophie was, the more it just kept slapping him across the face.
"You're beautiful...." Harry said confidently.
"No, I'm Sophie, and you're Harry, right?"
"Cocky one you are" He mused, "Yeah, that's me..."
"How about we go grab a coffee, eh? Get to know you a bit better?" she asked, opening the door of the car for him.
"Your dad's gonna kill me.." he replied as he climbed in carefully.
"You really give a shit about what my dad thinks?" Sophie questioned, raising an eyebrow as she applied more pink lipstick, checking her reflection in the wing mirror.
"Nah, not especially, I just need somebody to do my tattoos for me" Harry laughed softly, tracing the newest edition to his skin.
Sophie went deadly quiet, still smiling as Millionaires by the Script came on the radio. Just something about the lyrics really connected with Harry. You know that moment where everything just clicks in to place? It was one of those moments. The moments where it just hits you. That moment when you realize you're not half empty. That moment of all moments. Like there is music in the night and you can dance the sun out of the sky. Those are the nights when everything feels possible. Like maybe one day you'll fall short of the stories you'll tell. But right there, right then, you are more than just words on a page. You are there. You are different and you are everlasting. To Harry, it didn't matter where they were going, but in that moment, he could swear he was infinite. The way the moonlight hit Sophie's eyes, he could honestly swear that even though they'd been up all night, she still looked amazing to him. They could be anyone, going anywhere, but as long as they were together, he could honestly say that he didn't care
