She was used to the chaos.
To this day, I can’t believe my luck. Looking back, I’m sure that all that happened in my life led me to her. It was her, all along. From the simple act of enjoy singing to the first time I had her in my arms. I was alive because she was.
He was my personification of hope.
Didn’t matter how hard I tried to push him away. How hard I tried to warn him that I wasn’t what he was looking for. Silly boy, clever man. He wouldn’t fall for my wounded words. He would fight to his last breath to prove me wrong. He did.
First look into ROYAL. My personal fanfiction about Harry Styles.