summer love ∞ h. s.

Harry Styles was famous. An idol. Everything he did was documented by paparazzi and crazy fans. He barely had a private life, if one at all. And God, he was so talented. His voice was like that of an angel.

And then there was me. A totally average teenage girl with barely two hundred followers on Instagram. Maybe I was talented, but it certainly wasn't enough to get me anywhere.

Harry and I were two completely different creatures in separate worlds. He was a celebrity, and I was a nobody.

How could someone like him want someone like me?