One Sole Direction

4 - Tum, tum! And the fall ended!

(...) round the neck of the bottle was a paper label, with the words 'DRINK ME' beautifully printed on it in large letters. It was all very well to say 'Drink me,' but the wise little Alice was not going to do that in a hurry. 'No, I'll look first,' she said, 'and see whether it's marked "poison" or not'.

from Alice in Wonderland

Lewis Carroll

Cambridge, November 22nd 1936

'What are you reading?'

It 's impossible.

Control the surprise or fright.

Because we can only control what we can expect and what makes us jump happens suddenly.

In few words, all the laws of physics applied to the human body exist just to fuck me.

Harry Styles exists to fuck me either but unfortunately not in the sense that I preferred the most.

'What are you reading?'

In the conciliatory silence of the library in Pembroke, almost hidden in the Moral Theology area-which until now I seriously thought it was a mythological place- collapsed in one of the chairs, while I was fully immersed in reading, that sounds like a bomb in Trafalgar Square.

And I obviously jumped.

What the hell was Harry doing in this godforsaken area of the library?

(Where I had hidden to avoid being seen by anyone, especially by him)

I closed the book and placed it beside me on the chair so that he did not read the back.

I was slightly annoyed about our last conversation and did not want to seem docile.

But he looked absolutely calm and relaxed.

He acted as if he has never said those words.

'I'll fuck in every room of this fucking college.'

Which of course it was the leitmotiv of my entire existence from that afternoon until today.

'None of your business.'

I told him grumpy.

'What are you doing? Reading volumes of theology now?'