asteroid | harry styles

"No, you're not a star. You're an asteroid. You like to crash into people's lives, leave them in pieces and move like nothing happened" he spat, tears running from those emerald green eyes.

All Harry Styles wanted in his life was a moment of privacy-a chance to step out of the spotlight and exist without being seen by a thousand eyes.

All Andromeda Petrunich had ever craved was attention. To be noticed, adored, and wanted, not just in passing, but with the intensity that made her feel alive.

And as quickly as Petrunich's hunger had been fed, it turned into something else. A hollowness. A boredom that settled in her bones.