Dear My Love, {Harry Styles Short Story}

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Dear My Love,

I never meant to hurt you. You were the best girl I could ever have, and I let you go. You didn't want a life of fame and fortune like I thought you did. You wanted a life away from the media, and you told me that. At that time, I replied with, "You'll get used to it." I didn't want to break my contract, I couldn't break it.

But my love, this time I'm ready to run, escape from the city and follow the sun. The city represents management, the sun, the place you want me to be.

I want to be free. I want to be young. I'm so tired of following their rules. My darling, I am ready to run.

-HS