Effect

Prologue

"I've always wanted to be one of those people who didn't really care much about what people thought about them...but I just don't think I am." ~Harry Styles

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One direction is so gay.

Their ugly.

They can't sing.

Especially Harry, I mean have you heard that disturbing shit.

Harry has mental problems.

He's never been able to sing, Simons crazy for letting him.

His parents must be so disappointed...I mean I would be too if my son was a faggot that sounded like shit and never achieved anything in life.

Hate like this is what I did. I think it's funny to see people try to defend them. They can't sing or anything. What's so special about them? Nothing...so why not tell them what I think. Faggots like them deserve hate. I knew the effect it had on them.

I didn't really think my hate would get to them...or should I say him.

I've been the worst to Harry. I've showed the most hate to him. I'll tag him in the most hateful tweets. Well all the tweets but sometime the most hateful ones are just about him.

I knew it would hurt him...of course. But I didn't think he'd be so hurt that he'd do something so crazy as to try to quit the band...because of me specifically.

But will I get to meet a side of Harry that I never knew existed...the side the press the don't see...the side the haters don't see.