"Olive?" Harry whispers.
"Hmm?"
"Have I earned that kiss yet?" His lips brush mine as he talks, leaning just a bit closer before pulling back and doing the same thing again.
"I don't know, have you?"
And suddenly, I'm falling. Into the kiss... into him. I'm falling. I've always been afraid of falling. The threat of the fall - that's the scary part. This fall is no exception - it's terrifying. And this time, I'm so high up and there's absolutely nothing to stop my fall.
Except maybe this time the fall is worth the fear.
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Harry Styles is an absolute dream - but falling in love with him teaches Olivera the hardest lesson she's ever had to learn: how to not let fear control her life, to live for herself, to seek out adventure, and never let people walk all over her.
It's a good thing, too, because she'll need it when he's no longer there.
"You're different from what I expected," she said softly.
"How so?" he asked, glancing at her.
"I don't know," she replied, searching for the right words. "You just... have this way of making people feel like they matter. Even here, in this... nightmare."
He was quiet for a moment before responding. "You matter, Y/n. Don't forget that."
OR
Y/n wakes up in the deadly Squid Game, surrounded by strangers and fighting to survive. What she doesn't know is that the mysterious Frontman is watching her every move through the cameras- and she's caught his attention.