The Opening Act | Harry Styles

The Opening Act | Harry Styles

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The boy with the short, curly hair always appeared in the campus library whenever I'm present. It's sort of a blessing to see him, though. Him in all his glory; his sweatshirts and beanies and skinny black jeans. Whenever we got the chance, we snuck glances at each other, only to immediately look away with our faces beet red. Never once have we talked, but we both know we want to. Until one day, he got the courage to accidentally bump into me, his cherry red lips trembling a bit as he spoke to apologize. His eyes showing nervousness. Those were the lips that brought me joy; the eyes that made me lose control. He, himself made my life the best that it could be...
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"You'll never get this done, you know?" The satisfaction was evident in his voice. "You could leave me alone so I can actually get this finished. Or pick up a brush." I gestured to the abundance of supplies I had purchased. "Mmm, no thanks. Don't really have my painting clothes on." My smirk reappeared and I turned fully to face him. "That's a real shame," I cocked my head to the side and fake pouted before pointing in his direction, "the door frame is wet." His body shot off the door frame he had been leaning against and he looked over his shoulder to see the line of white paint trailing down his presumably expensive coat. "Have a great rest of your day, Mr Styles." I flicked my hands in a 'go away' gesture before sliding the door closed behind him. **** TW: This story contains mentions/descriptions of physical/emotional/sexual abuse, coarse language and mature content. HIGHEST RANKINGS: No.3 #HarryStyles No.1 #HarryStylesFanfic No.6 #Friendships No.1 #HarryEdwardStyles No.1 #Soft No.1 #hs No.1 #1D No.1 #alternateuniverse No.1 #slowburn

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