I sat in his passenger seat for quiet a long time before he spoke again, "I don't know what to tell you, I don't usually do the one night stand thing" I rolled my eyes, he does do the one night stand thing. Everyone knows that.
I told him that lying to me was no use since I'm a huge follower of his band, and all stories about him and his band. Several tabloids have reported pictures of him leaving houses half naked much like today. He's a womanizer I have no doubt of that in my mind. "Harry you have a one night stand every night" he laughs at me "Oh hush silly little girl, you know nothing about me."
I want to tell him.
I want him to know that I've known him before the fame, he'd never believe that. Harry Styles as much easier to convince when he was young and innocent. Much easier to convince when we both were children. He's more than a child hanging at his best friends side now.
He's in a boy band, and I'm in college.
He's known all the way around the world, and my own mother doesn't even know me.
He's been with tons of girls, and he the only boy I've ever kissed. Of course the kisses before last night are nothing compared to now.
Harry Styles is the definition of perfect.
And I am the definition of a train wreck.
