I love you... Harry Styles- a Harry styles fan fiction

Chapter 3- she is beautiful

Harry's P.O.V

I am so pissed with management. They are afraid I am going out of control with my drinking. I am not out of control, I drink because I want to. They think they are in control of me. Well they kinda are but... Whatever. As I slowly walk to sound check I hear the boys start to talk. All I can say to my self is run! I take 3 lefts and 1 eight from my dressing room like Paul told me and my foot gets caught in a hinge. I fall to the ground with a thump and I curse under my breath. I need to get someone's attention. I just start screaming, HELP. HELP. HELP. I hear feet shuffling I look up to see a very pretty dirty blonde in a fitted black dress which I find very attractive, white knee high socks and black converse. All she does is walk around me in hook my shoe and say "see you at sound check." I run after her.

"I didn't catch you name, love" I state grabbing her hand.

"Breonna spelled B.R.E.O.N.N.A." she replies.

I kiss her cheek and keep running towards the stage looking back to see Breonna and her friend walking after me. I guess they were lost.