In the bliss of the moment, a question I never meant to leave my mouth unexpectedly does, "Are you happy?" It's a question I ask myself almost every day, but I can never wholeheartedly commit to an answer. Townes doesn't perceive the significance of such a personal topic, not seeming to think it was invasive whatsoever. "At the moment, yes. I'm happy. Are you?" Am I? I place my head on top of hers, holding her close. "Ask me another day. Whenever we see each other again." ----- A model that had a little fling with Harry Styles a couple of years back finds herself reminiscing of that night. She believes that he doesn't even remember her, but in reality, he feels the same way as the small-town girl from Carolina he once called Townes. Will their dark pasts conflict with the fervent need the pair have to be close to one another? WARNING: SMUT and STRONG LANGUAGE (This is not based entirely on the real Townes that Harry wrote Carolina about, but the character is our own version of her)