*Harry's POV*
There are a few things you should know about me. First, I'm Harry Styles, 1/5 of the British-Irish boyband One Direction. Second, I'm openly gay. I came out of the closet shortly after we became famous. I've had plenty of boyfriends, but none of them were the one. Third, I've fallen deeply and foolishly in love with Niall James Horan. He is my best friend, roommate, and bandmate. This is literally the worst thing that could happen.
Ugh.
Harry.
Why.
WHY.
Ugh.
Is it possible to love someone so much that you hate yourself??
Ugh.
It's just...his voice is like an angel, and his gorgeous blue eyes are beautifully perfect...his blonde hair with brown roots is beyond perfect...ugh...and his sense of humor literally turns me on...like...what the hell!? Ugh. And his carefree personality is definitely a plus for me. He is one fit lad...yum...ahh...ooo...HARRY EDWARD STYLES STOP!
But...i can't...
He's the one.
He's THE one.
I need him.
He needs to be mine.
I would be honored to call him mine. I want him to call me his. Ugh.
Harry Styles, what have you gotten yourself into?!
You. Need. To. Stop.
But..
I can't. I love him. I love Niall James Horan. And I will do anything to make that boy mine.
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Soooo um that's just the prologue, so don't worry! The next chapters will be longer!!
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