Harry Styles was known to be ruthless, merciless, and tough in the ring. He basically lived at the gym, always there, training and working hard to defeat his next opponent.
After being too old to stay at the orphanage, Harry was sent packing to live...
"In every angel, a demon hides, In every demon, an angel strides. "
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Third Person POV Few weeks later
"Yes, Dr. Roberts, I think it's back. I'm getting some of the symptoms and I know I was checked a few months ago, but can we please schedule an appointment to make sure?" Eveleigh's voice and muffled sniffles echoes through the empty halls of Harry's - now, their - home.
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"Of course, Eveleigh. I'll schedule you an appointment for next week. Can never be too careful," Dr. Roberts answers, typing on her computer and adding an appointment for Eveleigh.
"Thank you so much," Eveleigh wipes her tears as she hears Harry's footsteps starting to come down the stairs. "I have to go now."
"Alright, Eveleigh. I'll see you at 2:30 next Thursday... And Eveleigh, I'm sorry," Dr. Roberts' heart aches for the sweet girl as she hangs up.
Sniffling and quickly checking herself in the mirror, she plasters on a smile as a confused Harry comes around the corner and walks onto the little platform she's on as she paced the living room. Thank goodness, she isn't a messy, ugly crier.
"Hey, baby, who were you talking to?" He asks, leaning against the piano that he plays for her every night as Eveleigh plays confused.
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