They met at the wrong time under the wrong circumstances, in a world that was not theirs. They had no choice but to move on from each other.
Five years later, Griffin Walker and Harry Styles meet again. How will it end this time?
LOVE BUILT ON LIE...
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HARRY E. STYLES November, 2014
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Bloody Secret Santa. Just the stress I needed in my life. Note the sarcasm there.
As Nadine made everyone promise, we haven't looked at the name until we got home from her party. But then I did the next morning and although I was happy to see I did not end up with Griffin Walker as someone to surprise with a gift, I still hated that I got Wesley. The fucker had everything he ever wanted and there really wasn't much in this world he craved. Other than free alcohol, which came as a decent idea but quickly got rid of it as it wasn't quite as meaningful.
There was a limit on how much we could spend and seeing as we were a bunch of broke students, we allowed the price to go as high as twenty pounds.
Yep.
But even that was a stretch. Usually, these things were meant to be funny and cheap hence why my stupid self, took it to eBay. You can find a lot on there and even if you enter the wonderous world without anything in mind, you are bound to close the tab off with either one too many things in your basket or, well, nothing at all.
Not that sitting in the library means I should be looking at eBay since the work load on my to-do list was quite ridiculous.
"I knew it!" Adrian stood up from the table we sat at as he screamed at Wesley, pointing his finger at him. His reaction drew the attention towards us, many students around us turning their curious heads our way in hopes of figuring out what was happening. "I bloody knew it," Adrian cleared his throat as he sat back down and shook his head, his lips pressed into a thin line.
"Knew what?" I asked. The two were busy conversing whilst the world of eBay drew me in layers deep.
"Wes got Griffin Walker for his Secret Santa," he laughed as he shared the news, drumming on the table with his fingers. "Have to say, mate, you're in the most shit out of everyone."
"Please. She is not as horrible as Harry makes her out to be," he commented. Truth be told, I did make her seem worse than she probably was. Not saying that to show a sway of opinion but the way she was placed in my mind was definitely not how she probably was or how anyone else thought of her. "She is actually pretty chill and I think I already know what I'm gonna get her."
"How is this Secret Santa if you lot are telling each other who you got, eh?"
"Well, who did you get?" Wesley asked me, his eyebrows wiggled as he fished for an answer. Little did he know, the paper my fingers reached for in the Uber had his name written inside of it in the oh so familiar cursive letters. Nadine was always a neat writer. "C'mon!" he pushed me. "Can't be Griffin, can't be Katherine. Did you get Nads? You got Nads, didn't you? You'd be the lucky bastard to get away easy."
