Remember only a night... ( Harry Styles)

Remember only a night... ( Harry Styles)

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As their university closes for renovation, Hannah, Dylan and Virginia enjoy the last couple of days before parting ways. On Virginia's 20th birthday party things go wrong and everyone had to get out as soon as they could. That night Hannah's saviour was Harry Styles since they were perfect strangers they took the time to talk to each other's about stuff that they've never told anyone. ------------------------------ "You can tell me pop star I won't tell anyone!" "Promise?" "Promise Harold!" I giggled. "I don't trust you yet so let's do pincky swear." Oh you've got to be kidding me. "What are we? Five? " "Well then no secrets for drunken Hannah." "I'm a little bit less drunk then before" "Forget about it." "Ok fine! Let's do it you big baby! If only your fans knew how childish you were..." "Oh shut up." He cuts me off. " you can't tell anyone." "I know Harry and same goes for you." "And remember only a night!" "Yeah only a night . Pop star, we won't see other again."
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I cupped her face in my hands, rubbing my thumbs in circles over her cheeks. She was having trouble finding words to describe what she felt, and I could relate. I loved her more than words could describe and telling her I loved her was almost an insult to my true feelings for her. My heart ached at just the thought of her not being with me. I honestly don't know what I would have done with myself if I had never went to that stupid party and met her. But, I have a feeling, we would have found each other, eventually. This love's too strong to ignore forever. Both of us had pieces of us missing, that neither of us were aware of until we met. We were like two puzzle pieces that finally connected. "I love you," I whispered, leaning my forehead against hers. "I love you more," she replied in a small whisper, her hand reaching up to caress my cheek while the other rested on my thigh. I shook my head, annoyed and charmed by the audacity she had to think that she could possibly love me more. "I love you most," I persisted, causing her head to moved away from mine as she looked into my eyes. "Always?" She questioned, her eyes unreadable for a moment before a flash of fear passed through. "Forever," I assured her and meaning it. We could live an entire lifetime or for eternity, and my love for her would never fade. It would only grow. There was nothing in this world that would ever change the way I loved her. My, Katarina.

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