wherever you stray, i follow [L.S.]

THIS IS A FANFIC I FOUND FROM YEARS AGO 😭 IT'S REALLY BAD BUT KINDA HAS SOMETHING NOSTALGIC TO IT SO I DON'T WANNA CHANGE IT 😭

When Harry comes back to his home in London after his world tour, he feels lonely. He didn't know that he'd miss the shows, the crowds, all the people who surrounded him, so much. It was a distraction from where he actually stands in life. Harry wants love, and not in a platonic way like he gets it from his best friend Amy, but in a romantic way. But no woman was ever able to fulfill this. Until Harry starts to wonder if it's even a woman he surches for. Because actually it's this one memory Harry holds onto when he thinks of real love. He thinks of the nights he spent in his youth, cuddled against the chest of someone special. Someone who will never get out of his mind.

Someone he still truely loves.