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         Rosaline's POV
I woke up Monday morning and I felt the most alive I ever have. Here I was in my new college dorm, waking up excited for school for once. I always had the worst experiences when it came to school and now I don't even have a nervous bone in my body. It's a brand new start. Nobody knows me, and I can finally be alone and away from him.
        I got ready and put on some jeans and a white T-shirt and a flannel over top. My UGGs were a must, so I slid them on with my long white socks. The cold breeze of England air hit me as I stepped outside and started walking to my car. I've never been the one to leave the house or anything early, so I stopped for some coffee at the local café.

      I reached the café door and I started to open it when a man opened it before me and it made me fall backwards. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry! Here, let me help you." His voice was deep and his accent was think and pure. "It's alright! I wasn't paying attention anyway." I looked up, he was wearing a black suit, but the sleeves were rolled up. His eyes. Damn those eyes of his. Green, so clear I can see my reflection right through them. He picked me up with his arms , and I noticed that he had tattoos all over his arms, close to his shoulders. I hadn't realized that my face was bright red when he stood me up. I looked around to see if anyone had noticed and I couldn't even hear him talking to me. "Hey...You alright?" It took me a moment, "Y-Yeah, I'm fine." There was an awkward eye contact and an tension that made me nervous. "I really do apologize, I never know how to pay attention when I'm walking." He chuckled. "Hey, it wasn't all your fault, I mean it was mostly, but it was my fault too."  He chuckled, and he went to say something again when his phone started to ring. "I'm sorry, I must take this. Once again, I am sorry about the incident." And he left.
                 I stood against the wall of the cafe as I watched him walk away. Why was the phone call so important that he practically ran away with the phone to his ear? His face was pure white, like a ghost when he saw the caller I.D. For someone who was just laughing to now looking either scared or angry, you can tell why I was worried.

Harry's POV
I felt so bad leaving her like that, she was such a gorgeous girl, brown hair and her 5'3 self. I was too busy looking at her, watching her, that I made her hit the door and fall. She looked so innocent, she's so tiny compared to me. I'm 6'3, and she must've been scared of me the way she had been looking at me, frozen. It's like she was stuck in a different dimension the way she was looking at me, studying every inch of my body. But most likely my tattoos, I have so many at this point that both of my arms are mostly covered. My moment to ask all about her is right when I received a phone call, a call from one of my spies. Oh right, I forgot to mention. I am the most powerful gang leaders in the world. I am the second most protected man on the planet next to the President of the United States. My spy who interrupted my perfect moment is named Louis. He's been my best friend for years, he's the top of the spies and always the one in charge when it comes to missions. (With my agreement of course) My time as leader has been short, but for the most part very simple. No one has tried to plan anything against me, they should know better. My father was a powerful man, and he knew exactly what he was doing and taught me to do the same.
           I answered the phone, "What do you want." I said with a stern and slightly pissed tone. "We have the man that you've been looking for, he said his men aren't looking for you, they're looking for their bosses' property." He waited for a moment, I could hear a bang, like someone was trying to get in. "Uh, boss you might wanna get down here." I'm not dumb, when he called I was already running to my car. "I'm on my way now." I said, and hung up in a matter of seconds. As I started driving I couldn't stop thinking about her. I didn't even get her name. I guess I'll just have to find her my way.

oh my god that was probably horrible, and literally nobody is gonna know about this book and or read bahahahha

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