An aspiring Broadway actress, and former prostitute, lives in an apartment in the city with her abusive boyfriend, wannabe rock star, Harry Styles. When her career takes off suddenly, Harry is left angry and alone. Ready to prove the real reason behind his girlfriend landing the role of her dreams. Story Sample; "But most importantly, you can apologize to my heart. It's in pain from stopping every time you walk into the room. I know they say actions speak louder than words," he was persuading me into something, but I couldn't figure out what. Before I could question him, he began speaking again, "And that young souls can't fall in love but we've always defied the odds and gone against everything our elders ever forced into our minds in hope we'd turn out somewhat sane. So, maybe, you could tell me everything you know about yourself and ask me things that make me question everything I know about myself. All I need to give you everything you could never imagine is a simple apology," and there was something about the way Harry spoke. I know we were drunk off our minds, but I felt that these words were in all honesty true. Maybe he had been hiding this under his heart all along or maybe it was just the alcohol making his tongue move, I'll never know. The only thing I am absolutely sure of is that in that moment I wanted Harry to give me everything I could never imagine like he said he would, "I'm sorry," I uttered.
Vada Carter. 18 years old. Not famous, just a stupid girl.
Harry Styles. 19 years old. Very famous, but he's just a stupid boy.
"You can't say stuff like that Harry! I can't feel this way about you!" I tell him, speaking louder than usual. "Why?" He asks me. I didn't hesitate to answer this time. "Because I'm scared! I'm scared of the feelings I have towards you!" I tell him. "I'm scared too, so why don't we just be scared together?" He asks me as he starts walking towards me. "We can't Harry." I tell him, now only a few steps away from each other. A few more steps and he's right in front of me, only an inch left between our noses. "Let's be scared together Vada." He tell me, both of his hands cupping my cheeks. I shake my head and sniffle back my runny nose due to the pouring rain. "You don't understand Harry. I'm scared of this. I'm scared of my feelings. I'm scared of what I'll do to mess this up. I'm scared I'm going to get hurt. I'm scared of it all." I tell him, my voice now at a quiet whisper but full of emotion.
It's the story of them. The story about how they were stupid to fall for each other.