Nora Dodson is a "fast-talking, F-bomb-dropping, born-and-bred New Yorker". Harry Styles is no longer a member of One Direction. He's lovely, kind and a very odd young man, though he's entirely unhappy in his relationship. But then he meets Nora an...
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"Can we meet another day?" Nora's body was sprawled out on her bed, her blankets and down comforter strewn about and her hair was in a knotted little bun atop her head.
"Nora, Nora, Nora..."
"I know, I just...I'm exhausted, Marco. I got in late last night and my jet lag is fucking unbearable."
"I got you Victoria's Secret, babe. I need you to meet me halfway."
"Okay." Nora sighs. "Am I coming to you then?" She hears him grumble.
"No, I'll come to you. Are you at your place?"
"I love you, have I ever told you that?"
"Yeah, yeah. Are you at your place, Nora?"
"I'm at my place, Marco."
"I'll be there within the hour."
"See you soon." She hangs up and rolls over, cuddling further into her bedding while the snow fell silently outside.
[Harry]
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She moves closer and closer to him and he meets her in the middle of the crowded living room. "Hi..." He greets her timidly, then he bends down to kiss her cheek. "Thank you so much for coming."
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