Unpredictable [Tomlinson Triplets & Harry Styles] discontinued

Quindecim

K/N: Quindecim = 15

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Harry Styles was sitting on a bench in the train station sooner than he had expected.

The curly-haired crossdresser was dressed in a pink sweater hoodie and light baby blue jeans that tied up with white Doc Martins boots. 

He had a suitcase with a matching duffle bag that carried his clothing, bathing necessities, makeup, and (most importantly) his laptop as well as hundreds of chargers.

Ok, the last few words of the sentence were a bit overly dramatic, but could you blame him?

Our character was listening to his music at a reasonable volume so he could hear the conductor call for his train. He was the kind of person that would always stress about being punctual and on time, so it took every once in his body and mind to wake up at around 6:30 in the morning.

Harry wasn't exactly a morning person as one would assume, so forcing himself to get up at the "ass crack of dawn" was definitely a challenge.

I've got troubled thoughts and the self-esteem to match

What a catch, what a catch

The clock stated that it was around 8:30 in the morning, leaving our character with some time to eat his breakfast that he had grabbed from a Wawa near Niall's house. It was just a 24-ounce smoothie with whipped cream—nothing more, nothing less. The cute crossdresser sipped on his drink while enjoying his music.

It wasn't until quarter till nine that one of the conductors called for the Train to Doncaster.