Blind Spot [h.s]

Blind Spot [h.s]

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"No matter how hard we all try to fix it, all pitchers have a blind spot and for the longest time, I didn't think I had one and beat the odds. But then I met you" Harry Styles, a pitcher for the New York Mets, is one of the best of his time with his record-breaking rookie season. Josephine Miller, on the rise to being one of the best directors money could buy at such a young age, is what you would call an overachiever but she does what she has to do to be seen. Harry has dozens of fans but still feels like he is alone through life. Josephine just wants to feel appreciated in the world they live in. When Josephine is given the chance by the MLB to film a documentary about Harry following his rookie season, what happens when the two begin to get closer throughout the time they have to spend together? Will the two of them be able to break through each of the defense systems that they had to put up over the years or will everything being thrown at them backfire in their faces?
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Vada Carter. 18 years old. Not famous, just a stupid girl. Harry Styles. 19 years old. Very famous, but he's just a stupid boy. "You can't say stuff like that Harry! I can't feel this way about you!" I tell him, speaking louder than usual. "Why?" He asks me. I didn't hesitate to answer this time. "Because I'm scared! I'm scared of the feelings I have towards you!" I tell him. "I'm scared too, so why don't we just be scared together?" He asks me as he starts walking towards me. "We can't Harry." I tell him, now only a few steps away from each other. A few more steps and he's right in front of me, only an inch left between our noses. "Let's be scared together Vada." He tell me, both of his hands cupping my cheeks. I shake my head and sniffle back my runny nose due to the pouring rain. "You don't understand Harry. I'm scared of this. I'm scared of my feelings. I'm scared of what I'll do to mess this up. I'm scared I'm going to get hurt. I'm scared of it all." I tell him, my voice now at a quiet whisper but full of emotion. It's the story of them. The story about how they were stupid to fall for each other.

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