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Harry Styles
To escape from her old life and the sorrows that her unfaithful boyfriend had caused her, Elizabeth moves to London in hopes of a fresh new start. Even though she had ran away from all the drama she was forced to face back home, she finds herself caught up in puzzling situation. Her new roommate is certainly one of the most handsome men she's ever met. However there's something about his manners that lead her to believe he didn't have her at his best interest. With her heart still broken and her self esteem hanging on a string, she can't seem to comprehend why he acts so uncomfortable and cold around her. Harry Styles is sure to be an enigma, and for as much as Elizabeth hates to admit it, she finds herself obliged to figure him out. ________________________________________________________ Don’t I get a good night kiss? – He enquired in a low thick voice. I could feel the alcohol on his breath, mixed with his fresh cologne and the combination was alluring. I found myself paralyzed in place, with my heart racing. I couldn’t back away from him, my brain was telling me to do so but my body wouldn’t obey. I looked up at him and his expression was intense, almost threatening.
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“You,” he scoffed. “You don’t believe in love.” He looked astounded, as if this news was most unpredictable. I paused, replying as monotone as my voice could muster, “I believe in love. I just don’t desire it. It’s destructive. It ruins people.” His brow shot up, surprised by my answer. “Don’t tell me you’re a romantic,” I laughed. His posture grew tensed and he morphed back into the asshole I’d met a few days before. “No,” he stated. But surprising me too, he voiced the words I never dreamed him uttering, “But I think love is beautiful.” - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - A hop, skip, and an ocean away, Annelie Mills arrives in London, attempting to run away from her past. With a job offer and a place to stay by her overbearing family, she feels she can flee from her afflicted past. Not wanting to impose on her relatives, and eager to get on her own feet, Annelie searches for a roommate, and she finds one in the introverted, mysterious, and unusually intriguing asshole, Harry Styles. Laced with drama, laughs, and newfound happiness, Annelie tries to build a new life, but will it fall to pieces? (dun dun dun)

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