18; Prologue
...brynna jacobs...
Green eyes staring into mine, he smiled soaking up everything around us. The rain falling from the sky hitting against his apartment window, our matching blankets with childhood photos us sewn on covering our bodies as I sat across from him. "Where do you see yourself in a year?" he asked softly.
I smiled before answering, "I see myself leaving all this modeling stuff behind, finding someone who likes me for me, and starting life over with a different perspective." He grinned slightly at the fact that I wanted to quit modeling, being friends since we were in diapers had made us so close but sonly it was interrupted by the modeling career my dad had wanted for me. Having left time for us to see each other during the day, it was nights like this that we cherished. To be seated across from one another wrapped up in our shared thoughts and breathing the minty scent that filled the room, this was our escape from reality and everything I ever needed was right here. "Harry," he nodded, "come to Paris with me tomorrow." Little did I know that two days later I'd be wondering where broken hearts go..
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18; styles
FanfictionFor a friendship lost in the past, he tried to forget it all. Crossing oceans to leave he's separated from his old life to try and build a new. But that's not what she had in plan, spending years figuring out where he was and planning how to meet hi...
