A magical nail polish well✨

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It all started with two clouds, two clouds who were in love with each other. One of the clouds was green and the other was blue. They spend every day together! Until one little day, when the blue cloud said: "we can't be together". The blue cloud departed, to a land far between the clouds. The green cloud stayed alone, every day he cried and prayed that the green cloud would reappear, but he didn't...

Harry Styles, one of the biggest artist of the world, was walking in the park. He was wearing a pink beanie, black hoodie and a facemask. He was just jogging around until he saw something very strange. A little further away it was raining, so Harry was getting closer. He couldn't believe his eyes! There were rainbow raindrops falling on the ground! Harry knelt to touch it, but  suddenly he hears a voice; "please, please". Harry looked confused and followed the drops right into the woods. A couple minutes later, the rain stopped dropping. Harry didn't know where he was. In front of him he saw huge well, in the well was water. But it wasn't normal water, it was rainbow colored. Harry couldn't believe his eyes! What the heck was this?!

"Please, please", was the voice saying. Harry is still confused and doesn't know what to do. He takes a look into the well. He sees himself, but then in rainbow color. Harry gets the feeling he has to touch the magical water, but he's scared. What could happen? Just do it Styles!

Carefully Harry puts his finger into the water and closes his eyes. Nothing happens. Harry takes his finger out of the well and calms down. He looks around until he hears the weird voice again; please please. Harry sighs and almost wants to put his hand in the well again, until he sees something strange on his nail. It is colored! Harry gasps and reaches for his hand. His face is totally shocked and his body is shaking. His nail? His nail is colored?!

Harry falls down on his knees into the grass. That feels super fluffy by the way. The only thing he can do is staring at his nail and gasp. What did just happen?! Is this a joke? But where are the cameras then? What should he do with this well? He loves painting nails, and he always wanted to have something like a nail polish line. Harry happens to have a bag with him, with a glass jar in it, you never know when you need it. He reaches for his bag that's on his back and takes out the glass jar. He puts the pot into the water to get the magic nail polish. He takes it back up and closes the jar. "Please, please", is the voice saying. Harry roles his eyes, can't that stupid voice just shut up for a moment?! He has to think about a name for his nail polish line. 

"Please, please", says the voice again. Harry growls, "stop pleasing! Okey!?". It's silent for a moment. What did he just say? Pleasing? That could be an amazing name for his nail polish line! Oh, and not only nails, but what if he would sell clothes with "Pleasing" on it? Isn't he brilliant? Yes he is! Harry jumps up, puts the glass jar in his back, zips it and makes him get away before someone else discovers his magical well.


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