They're identical twins, but with different life styles and dreams.
Before cutting his hair and moving to New York, Harry wanted to make music.
His brother Tyler and yourself, stayed in London.
You've grown closer with Tyler over the months.
Sudd...
A hazy morning. The clouds came down from above, fogging the streets. Peaking out of the window and seeing the vivid lights coming from the streetlights looked like a scene from a horror movie. The wind was chilly, you wouldn't dare open your windows. You stayed in the comfort of your bed, gazing at the screen of your laptop. You've been looking up pictures of New York all morning. It was amazing to see the sights on screen. You scrolled through the images slowly before realizing Harry had sent you an image of himself through e-mail. You quickly opened the image.
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Harry looked wonderful.
Even more wonderful on stage.
You wanted him to go back to New York.
The only question was, would you go with him?
A faint knock on your door lifted your attention away from the image. Tyler looked at you with a small smile, "You look very comfortable." He walked over and without any warning, he tucked himself under the blanket with you. His shoulder touched yours, his focus was now on your screen. Tyler stared at the image of Harry, "He's very talented."
"So are you."
Tyler grinned, "And you."
"Me? You're amazing artist and Harry's an amazing musician. What am I so amazing at?"
Tyler nudged you playfully, "Don't be so modest. You have an amazing voice. You're just too damn shy to show it off." He swiped your touchscreen, skipping to the next image.He laughed at the image, "Why did you screenshot this?"
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You flushed red, "I...I thought you looked cute."
Tyler shook his head and with a dorky laugh similar to Harry's, he exclaimed, "It's such a bad angle." He quickly dismissed it by zooming in, only showing the teddy bear. He asked, "Did you end up buying it? I know you've been wanting it."
"No, it's too expensive...and big." You giggled.
Tyler smiled, "Maybe I'll find it in my heart to get it for ya." He zoomed out of the picture, "What else do you have on here? Any naughty pictures?" He scrolled through selfies you've taken, pictures of stuffed animals, and flowers. Tyler gave up and teased you, "You're a terrible photographer."
