Missing Her (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

He ran. He ran as fast as he could with fear of everyone catching him, the fear of going there and her not being there.
With all his might, he ran back to the store on the corner and opened the door in a swift motion.
"Where is she?" he demanded, trying to catch his breath. No one replied, they just kept going on about what they were told to do except for one. The boy with the bright hazel eyes caught sight of his curly hair and walked over, shaking his head somberly.
"You've missed her. Missed her and you're too late." he told Harry. Harry shook his head, not wanting to believe what he had been told.
"No." he argued weakly and looked into the hazel eyes he used to despise so much.
He looked in hope for an answer, a little hint that showed he was joking but instead found nothing but the truth.

Failure.
Rejection.
Harsh reality.
Letting your heart win.
Waking up in the morning and finding himself missing her too painfully.

Aubrey Smiles: the girl you would find on the runway, but is volunteering at the local thrift store instead. The girl that could be preoccupied with a different date every night but would prefer to not be seen at all.
Harry Styles: your typical player that soaks up the attention. The arm candy everyone wants to show off at least once in their life time.
But when those two worlds collide, you get something explosive. At first it's the big bomb drop, and then the big clean up and truce. And then you find something beautiful.

And eventually, he finds himself missing her.

This is a fictional story so everything is fiction, including characters (except for the members of One Direction and Eleanor Calder) and the plot.
I do not own anything associated with One Direction, their band, stylist, anyone else associated with them.

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