[COMPLETE] "'You will,' she said as her eyes bled into mine; beautiful, silver pools pouring into green, pitiful ponds. And in that, somehow; I knew I would see her again.'" On a particular October morning in 2009, a frequent insomniac named Harry Styles decides to take a midnight stroll on a simple whim. So how do gray eyes, a rusty blade, and crime scene tape fit into that? All Rights Reserved 2013 © BellaKramer