Drag me down

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album 5, track 2

The warming morning sun were shining through the small slit between the black curtains that turned his bedroom into completely darkness. He stretched his long legs till his feet were showing at the edge of his blanket. It was 10.45 am and Harry was still laying in his bed. Yesterday had been a really tough day. A stupid online newspaper published a horrible article about him and his work. Filled with lies and words he never said. So many people believed it. They sent hateful tweets and messages to him and commented the meanest things under his ig posts. Slowly he rolled out of his bed. Humming while going to the bathroom.
Positive Harry. Stay positive. Those people don't know you. They just see what they want to see. He tells himself.
He stands in front of the big mirror. He never thought that he was pretty, staring at his reflection and still didn't understand why thousands of girls out there were falling for him. He wasn't insecure at all, over the past years he got a lot more confidence about his look, style and attitude. But there were those days, days like today. When nothing felt right and he just got so sad.
They don't all hate you Harry.
He tells himself again, speaking his thoughts out loud this time. He thought too much again. As always. He wished he could just make his brain shut up for one day. Suddenly he knew what to do to make him feel better. He remembered the fans. Who made him to who he was, without them he wouldn't have been his best. He nearly run over to his phone. Opening Twitter. Going on his favorite account. The last tweet was 4 hours ago.
" goodnight, harry is my favorite human being and i hope he has an amazing day, as amazing as he is "
She's not form England, she just went to sleep.
"Harry only deserves the very very best. He deserves all the love, kindness, respect and privacy "
"Harry is an amazing human being"
He smiles, scrolling down her tweets. Oh how much he loved when fans were so sweet like her. And he loved her, in a strange way. He never saw her face but her kind and cute tweets made him smile a lot and he always felt better whenever he went on her account and saw her tweets. She appreciated him. She respected him. She supported him and she defended him. He smiled again. He wanted to follow her, to make her know that he cared and appreciated every word she posted. To make her know that he appreciated her even more than she appreciated him. But Harry knew with how much hate she would have to deal and he didn't want to make her feel bad in any way. So what to do? He could dm her..but what? It needed to be something special and meaningful and not cheesy or awkward. Meanwhile he was thinking about what he should message her, he found a tweet from her, posted some hours ago:
"If I didn't have you I'd never see the sun , you taught me how to be someone ...❤
@/Harry_Styles "
In the same moment he knew what to dm her. He would show her that he knew that she exists. With shaking hands he wrote:
" ..all my life you stood by me when no one else was ever behind me, with your love nobody can drag me down. All the love in this world to you. H"
Send. He would make her really happy when she'd wake up tomorrow. As happy as she made him today.

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