Found [h. s.]

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A/N

Something I want to do is put three quotes at the beginning of each chapter. Hope you enjoy.

Samantha💚

We have a choice to live or exist.
-Harry Styles

Dreams are just dreams until you make them a reality.
-Harry Styles

A raindrop falling on your cheek is a kiss from someone living in heaven who is watching over you.
-Unknown

*Reine's POV*

I can't live like this. I can't keep endangering Harry. I just can't, but I don't want to leave Harry. He was just begging me to stay while we sat on the couch.

Harry told me to dress casual. It's winter so I assume I'll need to dress warm especially if we rode on his motorcycle again. I don't even know if he has an actual car.

Since it's Georgia, I decide on a thin light grey sweater and black jeans. I wear my orange Chuck Taylor's to contrast the blue.

I walk out, and Harry is still getting ready in the bathroom down the hall. I decide to go into the bathroom attached to his room to clean up my face. I wipe away the mascara that had fallen under my eyes and reapply it. I don't feel like doing eyeliner again, so I do one swipe of lip gloss.

Harry let me get a beautiful silver necklace with a small cross attached. It was expensive for what I would be willing to spend, but he wouldn't leave until he was able to buy it for me. He is such a sweetheart.

I walk out, and Harry is standing in the living area gazing out at the view from his flat. He is clad in a black leather jacket, white v-neck tee, black jeans and worn motorcycle boots. To be honest he looks super sexy. (A/N tbh Harry is always sexy no matter what sooooooo...... I love him 😂)

"Hey," I say in a sweet tone.

"Hey."

"What do you think, hm? I tried for casual, though I don't know what the trends are now. I thought I'd add a pop of color." I smiled lightly. I really just wanted to lay down and die. Harry's been so sweet and I can't thank him enough. I can't even imagine what a burden I've been.

"You look gorgeous."

I smile again and do a little twirl for him to see my whole outfit. When I turn back to him, a golden cross catches my eye. His necklace just barely hides behind his tee. He looks so freaking hot.

"So where do you want to go?"

"To the moon."

"Harry..."

"I know, I know. I was thinking down to the little cafe in Marietta Square."

"Sounds good to me. What's it called?"

"Cool Beans."

"Okay, well, cool beans," I say cheerfully.

"Ha ha, you're so punny,"

I laughed at his pun as well as my own. I grabbed my helmet off the little table by the door as Harry did, and I followed him to his motorcycle. As we walked, I asked,

"Do you even have an actual car?"

"Yeah, don't like it though."

"Why?"

"Too big. I like this 'cause its small."

"You could like... die though."

"Live to the max, right?"

"I guess so."

I ease onto the motorcycle and press up close to him. I tightly grip his waist as the engine comes to life.