"That's what I do, I runaway when it gets too complicated," he says loudly through the loudness of the traffic and the rain pouring on both of us. "We're still teenager, all we can do is run away from our problems," he continued before I he was gone in the dark stormy night. "I promised I would still love you whatever happens to us at the beginning, I still love you Harry Edward Styles," I whispered to myself. Does love lasts forever? How will they live appart when they were the everything yo the other? Seeing the other everyday and can't be able to hold the other one tight before of a stupid argument with, now, big circumstances. Staring at each other when the other looks away, is what they will live through. Will they be able to mend the broken peaces?