Cold Sheets

She was an alcoholic. The kind that would go to the bar every night and try to wash the day away with the sourness of the whiskey. The kind that would sit alone at a bar but never manage to persuade herself to get on the dance floor. But the kind that was smart enough to never drive herself while seeing a spinning ground beneath her feet. The kind that still managed to wake up the next morning in the same bed, alone, with the cold sheets...until she met Harry Styles.