Ever Since New York

Ever Since New York

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He ran to the nearest place as seeing a bunch of screaming girl coming towards him. As much as he loved them, he knew that he was gonna be tackled and he didn't like being closed in on. It was just another ordinary day for Jacqueline just sitting in a coffee shop siping her hot coffee. As she said bye to workers that were her friends, a man walked in locking the front door quickly and anxiously. As they both turned around, they bumped into each other Harry losing balance and falling on top of her on the ground. Her breathing escalated as she was confused on what just happened. Why was the Harry styles laying on top of her in the middle of the night in a coffee shop? "I-I am so sorry." Harry managed to say as he looked into her hazel eyes. His warm breath tickled her lips since they were only inches away. "Its fine, im fine." She managed to say after a couple of seconds looking into each other's eyes. He stood up and held his hand out to help her up. "My name is Harry." He said as she quickly fixed her hair. "I know, I mean um yeah I'm Jacqueline." She said her cheeks flushing read with embarrassment. "What a beautiful name for a beautiful woman."
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I should have fixed my hair, checked my makeup. I should have made sure the obvious tears that even I didn't realize I had shed were cleaned from my face, but I didn't. So when he opened the door, that's the version of me he got. It was his dimples, the smile I loved so dearly, that I saw first. Then the tears and disheveled hair. "Harry?" __________________ Adelaide Young was an independent, aspiring artistic designer in a happy relationship when she met Harry Styles in a coffee shop one morning. She had no idea that a single spilled coffee would set her on a path that not even she could have imagined. Not one to accept or ask for help, meeting Harry and the devastating ripple effects of their friendship would force Adelaide to allow Harry in and save her. And when both she and Harry didn't know how to save themselves from one another? Well you'll just have to read on and see...

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