Everyone knows Harry. The famous popstar from One Direction, the only problem, is that it isn't me. Management forced me to be like this, the guy I am today. Don't get me wrong, I love my fans, the boys, and the music, but I can't be myself anymore.
Apparently curls are a lady magnet, and it is "unacceptable" that a guy with curls doesn't want a girlfriend. Their word choice, not mine. I am a popular favorite, and they said that the girls have to have hope that one day it could be them. So because of this, I am forced to date.
When I am Harry, I don't live. It isn't me, it never has, and it never will. I have to hide the real me.
