Sunday 9:00
After a day of no sleep, an early morning of coffee and a Mika not shutting that little cat mouth of hers I finally decided to be productive. Making my way over to my drawing board I looked for some inspiration. Coffee mug? No. Mika? Well that cat doesn't sit still for five seconds. Maybe a-
My thoughts were interrupted with a loud car door slamming closed and an obnoxious voice.
"No I need them by tomorrow... Why not!... Excu-"
My eavesdropping session ended quickly as soon as I heard a knock on the door.
I made my way over, guessing it was that same voice I would be opening the door to. But why on earth would someone be here?
I slowly opened the door and stood in front of me was rather something, green eyes, a tall structure, a mess of curls and a menacing look.
"Harry, Harry Styles. Pleasure to meet you."
Sorry about any confusion! But this is Ella writing this ;) I know this is exceptionally short but the first few chapters will be as they are just tasters until I decide exactly what I want to do with this! Much love, Ella x
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The Artist | hs
FanfictionCharlotte Ralle has already got her life sorted. Well at least she thinks she has. She's 19 with a busy Uni schedule and a rising artistic career in her mother's old art studio. Different painting offers come to her now and then, school almost eve...
