Harry Styles; former member of the biggest boy band ever and now solo artist. He's got money, fame, and recognition. Fame gets tiring after awhile.
What if he was able to rewind time and just be... normal?
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"She's an angel (oo-hoo) Only angel (oo-hoo) She's an angel (oo-hoo) My only angel (ooo-hoo)
I must admit I thought I'd like to make you mine As I went about my business through the warning signs End up meeting in the hallway every single time And there's nothing we can do about it Told it to her brother and she told it to me That she's gonna be an angel, just you wait and see When it turns out she's a devil in between the sheets And there's nothing she can do about it Hey, hey"
"Alright, Harry, thats a wrap!" My manager, Ben says while giving me a thumbs up at the same time. We just finished up my debut album and I was feeling such a rush. This is the best part of the job.
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Grabbing a water bottle and my phone, I begin to walk outside to my car and that's when I notice the low lying crowds of paparazzi that felt it necessary to document my every move. "Harry, how does it feel to have your album #1 in 47 countries?" "Its amazing, my fans are amazing." I'm suddenly stopped again. "Harry how are you and the girlfriend doing?" "We're doing well, thanks." Then I heard a most inappropriate comment. "Harry, do you fuck her a lot?" I roll my eyes. "Don't you have something better to do than questioning my personal life?" I close my car door and drive away from the ever so rude paps. I'm reminded of that time when Liam called a pap a dick and told him to get a proper job. I chuckle at the memory as I drive home.
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"How's my girl?" I kiss my girlfriend on her cheek. She's so beautiful. Creamy olive skin, black hair down to her shoulders and the most beautiful brown eyes.
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"I'm alright babe, just writing down these song lyrics," Selena and I started dating in late 2015 and we've been happy ever since. "I've gotta get this new album done in two months! I'm pooped." She says as she simultaneously rubs her temples. "I can fix that.." I cheekily remark. "Oh can you now, Mr Fix-it?" I walk over to her and place my hands on her shoulders, "nothing a shoulder rub can't fix!" I'm trying not to laugh as I know she had something else in mind. Looking up at me, Sel simply remarks "oh." I swoop her up from underneath her legs, carrying her bridal style to our bedroom. "Is this what you had in mind?" I ask while giving her a smirk. She bites her lip and its the sexiest thing I've ever seen. "My god, you are beautiful baby." As we start to undress each other, I hear a knock on the window, as I go to open it a paparrazi with a camera in his hand snaps our picture. "Can't you people ever give me a break?"
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"Well there it is, for everyone to see!" Throwing the trashy magazine across the coffee table, Selena stands up and throws her hair in a messy bun on the top of her head. A habit I've noticed she does when she's upset. In bold, red letters at the top if the magazine read HARRY STYLES CAUGHT IN BED WITH MYSTERY WOMAN! CHEATING ON SELENA?
