"Nora! You left with wet hair? What the bloody hell were you thinking?" Harry scolded her the second that she walked into his unbelievable apartment.
"Why have you been hiding this place from me?!" She countered with something completely unrelated.
"Why did you leave without drying your hair? Nora, it's like zero degrees outside! You're going to get sick!"
"I was outside for a total of like...six minutes. I'm fi—" As he helped her out of her parka, she winced. "—Fine."
"What's wrong?" He asked, concerned.
"It's nothing..." She replied.
"Nora..."
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FanfictionNora Dodson is a "fast-talking, F-bomb-dropping, born-and-bred New Yorker". Harry Styles is no longer a member of One Direction. He's lovely, kind and a very odd young man, though he's entirely unhappy in his relationship. But then he meets Nora an...