Over Again (Harry Styles/One Direction)

Emily Rose was just your normal 17 year old with a lot of responsibilities. She went to school and worked at a coffee shop to earn money for her ill father, a retired cop. Lately she's been feeling like her life was boring and repetitive this was until one day former gang member Harry Styles came into the shop. They had an instant connection, but what happens when gang members, sickness, death, and drugs are doing everything they can to tear them apart?


1. The beginning

Over Again

Emily's P.O.V

I always wondered why relationships
never worked out for me. Maybe it was
because I was destined to be with him. Under the circumstances maybe this was why I was still here, still alive. They say make love not war but the only way we could end this was to fight back, fight back for the one I love.

I knew the consequences of my actions. I knew it was dangerous for us to go against the leader of the gang and his most dangerous members but, I had to get Harry back.

His family needed him,Louis need him, I needed him and I will risk my own life for him cause thats how much he means to me.

Months earlier...

"How may I help you?"

I said tiredly for about the hundredth time today. God... how I hated this job. I always ended up going home smelling like coffee and pastries Oh let me not forget how I love to be surrounded by these obnoxious yellow polkadot walls and bitched at by 40-year-olds about how I'm always getting their order wrong. I had to say it's always the highlight of my day. I really should have moved when I had the chance. I would have been in Florida right now soaking in the fresh air instead of being in this dreary city.

"Emily, break!"

The manager of the Coffee Hut, Paul, yelled from the back room. I took my small break time to use the restroom. I stared at myself in the mirror for what seemed like five minutes. I could tell that I obviously needed sleep from seeing the small bags under my eyes. I became preoccupied for a while trying to fix my long brunette hair brushing through with my fingers before splashing water my face to calm myself down.

Only two more hours till closing time I reassured myself before drying off my face with a small white towel. I quickly reapplied my eyeliner and headed back to the register.

Why does my life seem so repetitive? Honestly I wish there was more to it than this.. I thought dreamily before being interrupted by what felt like a large warm hand placing itself on my waist.


So that was chapter 1

The idea of this story came to me in a dream I had so I decided to write a fanfic from it to see how it played out

I hope you guys liked it :)
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