~Prologue

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Running my way through the busy streets of London,Late for class,Coffee in hand, And books stacked piled high.

As paper slip,I would never expect at that moment to change it all. As the hot liquid makes it way all over me,as me and the books meet the floor,I meet with those green eyes that always made me freeze. And now,They were locked with mine,As i lay on the floor and he helps me up,I cant meet any words to escape my lips.

"Oh gosh! I'm so sorry!" The accent whip lashing me as soon as its released.

I wasn't just knocked over by anyone.

I was knocked over by the boy that drove me wild,When he didn't even know i existed.

I was knocked over by Harry Styles..And my life was never the same.

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