Where Do Broken Hearts Go? Harry Styles Fanfic
"CLAIRE, COME BACK! I'M SORRY!" he yells. Hot tears run down my face, my bare feet slapping across the deep, cold snow. Rocks, and broken glass cut through my skin. What I'm physically feeling doesn't compare to what I'm mentally feeling. It's been a few weeks since I broke up with Harry. I now share a flat with Louis...