Lost

The warm breeze filtered across the river, bathed in a pool of silver moonlight. As the tears continued to stream freely down her cheeks, the never ending silence continued to ring in her ears. She didn't see the man at first, only heard the sound of his slowly approaching footsteps. 'I'm sorry, I shouldn't have come here tonight.' The sad girl barely peeked over her shoulder at the tall man with the green eyes before settling her tearful gaze back onto the silent river. 'I'm just a little lost right now.' The boy simply listened to her thick southern drawl before slumping onto the grass beside her. 'Then let's be lost together.'

This is a Harry Styles fanfic indpired by Ed Sheeran's song Photograph. It's going to be set in the late 1930s.