Secret (Harry Styles)

Meg's POV Here I was again. Packing my luggage and getting ready to go off on tour with the guys again. I put my last article of clothing into my suitcase and rolled it to the front door. Taking a look around my empty house I grabbed my keys front the cabinet that stood beside the coat rack and opened the door heading out. I smiled at the curly haired boy that was sitting on the hood of his car. He smiled back giving me a small wave and hopping off. Harry Styles. The teenage heart throb that every girl wanted to be with. Maybe it was his beautiful emerald eyes that anyone would die for. Dr his smile that lit up and entire room. Whatever it was Harry Styles had millions of people completely in love with him. I am one of them.

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