We're Not Who We Used To Be / H.S.

"Well if it isn't Harry Styles, wow, I'm so surprised I haven't met you. It's a pleasure," the beautiful brunette said as she held her hand forward. Harry immediately noticed the jewelry and that signature tattoo of this woman's shadowed, bleeding heart with a knife cut through it on her delicate wrist. Harry looked up and met his eyes with the most beautiful pair of blue eyes he'd ever seen. He stood up almost immediately.

"Millie Moore, what a pleasure it is for me. I admire your passion for fashion." She smiled and they seemed to be captivated with one another already.