Unravel

“So many details came into focus. The shape of his lips, the line of his neck. “I’m not dangerous,” I breathed.
He brought his face toward mine. “You are to me.”
And somehow, against all reason, we were kissing. I closed my eyes, and the world around me faded.”

Starting over sucks.
When we moved before the start of my senior year, I was determined not to make any waves this time. I was to pass through unnoticed, then move to some obscure college somewhere. Until he came along.
Harry Styles was someone I did not intend to get involved with. But before I knew it, I was swept up in a whirlpool of emotions. Our relationship, or lack of it, was a complete travesty. But fate has a funny way of working these kinds of things out in the least expected way.