My little bird // h.s.

Amelia bird is alone. She sits in her room and write poems about how alone she is. She writes about how the loneliness is consuming her. Harry styles is not alone. He is alive, and happy. He has hundreds of friends. He is popular. Everything has gone perfect in his life so far, until he finds an unconscious, bleeding bird in the school bathroom. He finds him self set on keeping her safe, but there's something else that awakens in him with every second he spends with her. Is this love?