Maridith Powell is anything but narcicisrtic. Her life is music and art- period. She's one of those insecure wallflowers who never go to school dances because she's afraid she might, for once, be visible. All she needs is a guy who would get her to see what she's missing. All she needs is someone patient enough to wait for her to come out of her shell. All she needs is someone to love. And that's exactly what Harry Styles- one of her greatest idols from one of the greatest boybands in the present generation- One Direction, is going to do. What holds them back is her fear, her doubts, and her deep darks secrets. But no worries, Harry's determined to show her the reasons why it's her.

I lay in bed staring at the ceiling thoughtless of what had happened, what I've done with myself, and how I'd let it get this far. "Get up." He says. I refused and continue to lay there lost in my thoughts. He grabs me by the arm forcing me to get up from the bed. "You're so cool,"