It all started when Harry Styles was sure he found the love of his life. Not you, you self-centered whore.
I'm talking bout me , Joe Leaf-Blower. Aka the hottest shit around town. Anyways, all you hoes are probably thinking "Harry is NOT gay, Like OMG" Well Fuck You. He obviously is if he loves me so much. So he's gay. Alright? Well let's begin this story by this sexy beast, Joe Leaf-Blower.
I looked into Harry's eyes , and he looked into mine. He told me he never wanted this moment to end. We were flying on a pegasus with rainbows coming out of it's ass above Times Square. I shouted out "HARRY! My ex boyfriend Zac Efron is trying to hook up with me ( Yes He's Gay Too.) "Joe...Do you still like him?" Harry said full of tears. I looked up at him. "Well he does have more muscular and tight thighs." Harry started crying , we kissed one last time. Suddenly he threw himself off the pegasus and DIED. I stared at his unmoving scrawny ass body. "Oh well, Zac has a waay tighter ass."
THE END.
