Almost Famous |h.s|

"In order for this to work...you have to be open." Harry laughed...condescendingly? I set my coffee down and folded my arms on top of the table.

"What's the problem?" He took another sip of his coffee, set it to the side, and clasped his naked hands together, setting them on the table in front of him.

"The problem is that you, like every other reporter, say these nice things but then the second I walk away from the conversation, I'm made out to be a womanizer and a diva." I raised my eyebrows at that and leaned forward.

"Well...are you a womanizer and a diva Mr. Styles?" I watched as something that I couldn't quite define flashed through his green eyes.

"No. I am not."

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What happens when Harry Styles, the one who swore he'd never open up, becomes the vulnerable one?

What happens when he pushes back against the mysterious journalist, Rue Kline, and forces her to open up as well?

"I don't wanna be alone when it ends..."