Coffee Cups (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Prologue

Day had broken on a warm summer, when a man, walking towards a river on a dim and lightly travelled trail, fell to the grounds writhing hopelessly under the burning sun. His mouth fell open, shouting faint words of help through the forests beyond him in no avail. The cooled winds wrapped around his body, a sudden jolt of pain taking over his legs that hadnt stopped spasming. His pain was indescribable, like a punch in the gut and a bullet peircing right after,  that he couldnt help but scream silently, tears rolling down his eyes. A moment of silence, and he was gone in mere minutes, his body left behind to perish until someone returned like every other day.....