Description
A short story based on the lyrics of Harry Styles' 'Fine Line' ♡ ♡ ♡ "A couple weeks after that night, Harry had finally worked up the courage to go back into his favourite cafe. The one where he had met her, the one where it all started. He had been avoiding the quaint little coffee hole in fear of running into her, he wasn't ready for that yet. But after some time with his therapist and his meds starting to balance out again, he opened the doors to the Beachwood Café and let the smell of coffee and croissants fill his nose. He made his way up to the counter to order his usual coffee, and thats when he saw her. Her hair perfectly straightened, falling down her back. Her short light pink sundress dress tight to her skin flattering all of her most beautiful features. Her lips fiery red, perfectly framing her enchanting smile. And her eyes, chestnut brown, warm and making Harrys heart break all over again. Those eyes were once full of love, of love for him. And now, despite how beautiful they were, they were cold and empty."
Part 1
