We had finally arrived, and I stole a glance at Mary. She stood there, her silence saying more than any words could express. A gentle breeze rustled her long brown hair, and she gracefully tucked a strand behind her ear. When she turned to face me, a radiant smile spread across her face. In that moment, my heart skipped a beat, and the world seemed to stand still. We shared no words, just a profound connection in the air. I looked into her eyes, now bathed in a sun-kissed light, about to speak, but she beat me to it.
"Thank you for this," she said.
The story revolves around Mary, a college sophomore trying to heal from the wounds of her first love. Her memories of him refuse to fade, and Harry's presence lingers, an unshakable presence beneath her skin. Harry, too, grapples with a past marked by mistakes, haunted by the enduring feelings he has for Mary. In an attempt to mend her broken heart, he offers her support, gradually earning her trust. However, their shared history is on the brink of unraveling. As the past resurfaces for both Harry and Mary, they face a dilemma: will they rediscover their connection, or will they remain forever lost to each other?
"I'm sorry for saying what I said but I'm not apologizing for my feelings. When you meet the one, you know. If you don't feel the same then that's okay but—" Before I could finish she pressed her lips against mine. Savoring the moment, I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her closer to me. Her hands gripped my curls as our lips moved in sync. Smiling through the kiss, I shut my eyes and the familiar sensation rushed through me. When our lips parted we just stared at each other, no words. "I love you too." She whispered and smiled sheepishly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "I believe in meeting the one and Mr Styles, you are the one."