Stadiums roaring with thousands of people holding signs up and waiting for their possibly favourite artist to come up on stage.
Many have dreamt of such a thing, and so did Harry Styles, that he too one day would achieve that.
But getting to be in that position takes a lot of work, years of work- for all artists around the world.
Normally, anyone would be surprised to hear that a seventeen year old boy in just about over a year would be able to achieve just that.
Harry Edward Styles is known by many as a young singer and songwriter who was able to sell tickets for stadiums at the young age of seventeen.
But at what cost would that be?
"Not many know the story, I think... but it's not a secret, I never tried to hide it."
Henry Stewart, known all over Britain but not only.
The man is the known record executive who has taken many young artists under his own wing and turned them into what the world knows them now.
That's the man who found young Harry and turned him into a star - "That's what supposedly happened.
After getting rejected by one record label after the other, I don't think I had any hope left, not until he showed up at least. My mom had forced me into attending one last audition, and I did.
In my memory, it's blurry. It happened so fast when Henry himself had called me a true talent and told me that he was willing to turn me into a star.I remember I had hugged him, thanking him for giving me a chance.
I didn't hesitate to sign the contracts that he had handed me, I didn't see any flaws in them, not that I really remember reading any of them all I had listened to had been his words, his promises of turning me into the brightest star the world would know of.
I had believed him, blinded by all the praises and promises coming out of his mouth.
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